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To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/17/2006 10:25:08 PM
From: Honor First	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

There was a young boy who lived with his family on a farm in the countryside. One building on the farm was a large ice-house, where produce was stored until market day. One day, the boy was playing near the ice-house, and happened to notice that a family of wrens (small birds) had got themselves trapped in the building. The boy opened the doors, and tried to coax them out, but oddly, they didn't seem to want to come (they probably figured that it was worth being cold with all this food lying around!). The boy was very worried about the little birds, because it was so cold in the ice-house, and kept coming back to see that they were okay. That night, he knelt down at his bedside, and prayed "God bless all the little chilled wrens."

To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/17/2006 10:26:32 PM
From: Honor First	Respond to of 225578

In case you haven't guessed... these are bad bad bad shaggy dog type stories!

To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/17/2006 10:26:57 PM
From: Honor First	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

Things were getting desperate for the members of the jungle expedition. They had been travelling in ever narrower circles for three days, their supplies were running low and the helpers they hired insisted on returning to their homes. Everyone thought that they would be lost for ever. Happily, one of the natives offered a solution. He held up for all to see a large jungle insect which looked like some sort of mantis. "The insect always points North," he said. "I will leave you now but if you follow the pointing insect, you can find your way out without me." The explorers were happy to follow the insect. Indeed, it maintained a steady heading at first and they seemed to be making progress. Then a day passed. Then another one passed. The huge insect began to twitch and shake ever more erratically. They knew that they were lost. "Forget it!" one of them shouted in frustration. "This insect is mad! It's insane I tell you! It points every which way and we're lost. This is hopeless!" "How can you tell that?" the others asked. "How can the insect be mad?" "Can't you all see?" he cried...... "It's non-compass-mantis."

To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/17/2006 10:29:30 PM
From: Honor First	Respond to of 225578

Two men were out hunting in the woods. One of them was a fanatical huntsman: he went hunting as often as he could. The other was his friend: a peaceful nature loving fellow, who didn't really want to hurt anything. They had been out in the woods for some time, when they picked up the tracks of a deer. They soon caught up with it, and when they saw it, it was obvious why it had been so easy to catch up to: it had a terrible infection over it's left eye, which it couldn't even see out of. The hunter started to take aim with his shotgun, but his friend begged him to stop. He said, "Can't you see that's a bad eye deer?"

To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/18/2006 8:29:21 AM
From: Ken Adams	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 225578

Every boy on the planet had a Red Ryder BB gun (if they could afford it). Mine was free as my father was a cop and he got it from the confiscation locker. Apparently some kid was shooting out car windows with it. I got quite a lecture on that sort of use. But, in spite of the lecture, I ended up shooting my little brother in the stomach. Just raised a welt. Mucho problemo, that!

To: ManyMoose who wrote (122198)	10/18/2006 6:15:04 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 225578

<<I had a Red Ryder BB gun.>> I had one and a neighbor called my dad telling him to send me over as he had a BB hole in his window. I went over after I got my beating. The window was from his lumber yard 5 miles away, he just wanted to show me what a BB could do. I did shoot one kid with my Red Ryder, an older kid tried to take it away from me. He grabbed the muzzle and jerked it down, I swung the butt and shoved the muzzle into his crotch and PULLED THE TRIGGER. As he was going down I yanked the gun back and the front sight sliced his whole palm open. Better results than I had planned for.