"I'm almost all the posts today."
Hehehe...I do remember that prediction. Grace was right, you were out-of-favor at that time. You were about as popular as ants in the kitchen (and I'm not talking about those pie bak'n aunts). No matter what we said, how hard we stomped, or amount of poison we placed near the door, you just kept coming back. Sometimes you would disappear for awhile, but you always returned.
All *cold* dice tables eventually turn. But this has been one damn cold table. I'm amazed that I've held on this long, and that I have company to boot. I sure hope you're right. I'm tired of "seven out...seven out...seven out." We need some front line winners.
I'm goin hunt'n this weekend! Turkey hunt'n that is. I've been scout'n the woods all year, and found the biggest, dumbest, fatest, turkey in these United States. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to get a snapshot of the rascal. It will be my pleasure to put the bead on him early Friday mornin. I thought you all would love to see him while he's still tick'n. Now I ask ya...doesn't he look dumb? It will be my pleasure to fill him full of magnum 4-shot and watch him flop.
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Wish me luck!
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