Pictures Thread...

[sir_drinkalot]

Another great job.

[O_P_T]

I actually took this photo in my bathroom.

Looooooong story

[sir_drinkalot]

Originally posted by O_P_T


I actually took this photo in my bathroom.

Looooooong story

Weve got time.

[PA_PATS_FAN54*]

Originally posted by O_P_T


I actually took this photo in my bathroom.

Looooooong story

fess up we gotta hear this

[dred]

If men could knit......

http://sherwooddesign.org/funnystuff/Knit.jpg



EDIT by UT59...no bare nipples, gotta keep it PG-13 here. Click the link for pic, not work safe.

[dred]

EDIT by UT59...no bare nipples, gotta keep it PG-13 here. Click the link for pic, not work safe. [/b]

Thanks for taking care of that for me.
Still getting used to things around here.

[Undertaker #59]

Originally posted by dred
Thanks for taking care of that for me.
Still getting used to things around here.

Not a big deal....I actually caught it right away, edited it, then your edit came in. ;) No need to Edit the picture though, if something is graphic a link is fine.

[dred]

[dred]

Just noticed that somebody else here is from Alaska.

Santa in Alaska....


Pic of my cat and his water (when I lived up in Fairbanks)

[kirjtc2]

Oddly enough, this is my opinion of most of today's "hit music"...

JPK

[patswinagain]

:(

[sir_drinkalot]

Thats gotta hurt

[O_P_T]

Originally posted by PA_PATS_FAN54
fess up we gotta hear this

OK, OK, I give up, I'll tell the tale.

It took place 5 odd years ago.

It was one of the typical July days we can get here in NE, 99 degrees and 98% humidity.

I'm at work, and my wife calls me.

Wife: "Hi honey, what are you doing tonight?"

Me: " Nothing planned, why, what's up?"

W: "You're butchering a deer"

M: " I'm what???!!!"

W: " Butchering a deer"

M: " Where did you get a deer?"

W: "It got hit by a car"

M: "WHOSE CAR!"

W: "I don't know, I came across this accident and there was a dead deer. I asked the Animal Control people if I could have the deer and since the driver of the car didn't want it, they gave it to me."

M: "oh"

W: " Isn't this great! Just think of how much venison we'll get out of it!"

M: "right, venison"

W: "You've butchered a deer before, haven't you?"

OK, this is trap question #1 on this notable day. Being caught off guard, I did a stupid thing.


I told the truth.

M: "No"

W: "Oh"

Seizing on this narrow opportunity, I punted.

M: "Honey, someone just came into my office, I've got to go. I'll call you later"

W: "Ok"

It was of course a blatant lie. I had to figure out how to deal with this, eh hem, gift from the gods.

I walked down the hall to talk to a buddy who went deer hunting every year and always bagged the limit.

M: Hey Rich, how long does it take to butcher a deer?"

Rich: "Start to finish? about 8 hours"

M: "8 hours?!!!!!"

R: "Well yeah, if you want to get everything to make sausage and what not."

M: "Crap, OK what's involved"

R: "well first you've got to let the carcass hang for a day or two before you do anything"

M: "Hang for a day or two in this weather? Won't it spoil?"

R: "It's not 90 degrees during deer season"

M: "Well I've got a deer now"

R: "Now? Well you're f*cked"

Having received this positive reinforcement about my situation, I walked once more into the lions den, yes, I called my wife.

M: "Honey? I asked around here and I'm not sure it's such a good idea for me to butcher this deer."

W: "Oh"

At that point the god's sent me an inspiration.

M: "Why don't you talk to the butcher down the street and see if he would take care of it?"

W: "Ok"

Phewww, I had bought myself some time.

My wife called me back later.

W: "The butcher said he couldn't help us"

M: "Why?"

W: "He's not prepared for it right now"

(Health code regulations in CT require that you segregate game animals from "store bought" meat.)

M: "I'll figure something out when I get home.

When I got home I walked into the house my wife said the following.

W: "I think your right about butchering the deer. This must have been the stupidest thing I've ever done, right?"

Time stood still.

This was quite possibly the worst trap question of all time.

The options flashed through my head.

Agree, wonderful say that she's stupid.

Disagree, sure argue that she's done something dumber than this.

I was doomed. Doooooooooooomed!

Time started to flow again, and my wife gave me an inquiring look, expecting an answer to her query.

Then for the second time in one day, the god's smiled on me and I had an inspiration.

M: "Ah, it's up there"

Brilliant! Agree in a non-specific fashion (personal note, must remember this method in the future)

So, I walk into the kitchen and see the deer in the bathroom.

I realized I had to have a photo of this. The beer bottles was just an artistic effect.

[dred]

So what did you end up doing with the carcass?

[Hawg73]

Originally posted by O_P_T

So, I walk into the kitchen and see the deer in the bathroom.

I realized I had to have a photo of this. The beer bottles was just an artistic effect.

OPT, that was one hell of a funny story. My first reaction was to think you are full of baloney, then I realized that you would never have bothered to type the whole mess out like that if it weren't true.

We were right there, thanks to your coherent explanation of your little marital trap play.

Off the top of my head I would guess that your wife and my wife have some significant differences.

She doesn't even like to eat leftovers, nevermind assuming that I would know how to butcher a deer.

She sounds like a trooper.