Sure is quiet around here.

[Delmonico]

Ya but when someone touches my feet I tend to hit, kick and bite, not just rant and rave.   

Don't know why, I just can't stand it, used to hate shoe salesmen when I was a kid.

[Four-Eyed Buck]

Maybe he's afraid of gettin' hogtied. The Grumpy Cosie I can handle, a pouty Emporor is another matter.........Buck

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Ah, but Trinity isn't the Emperor here. This thread belongs to Forty Rod.



<Cracks herself up>



AnnieLee

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Maybe he's afraid of gettin' hogtied. The Grumpy Cosie I can handle, a pouty Emporor is another matter.........Buck

By the way, congratulations, Buck!

Your post  above was the 30,000th post here on CAS City!

Whoo hoo for you!



AnnieLee

[Four-Eyed Buck]

What do I win, Annie? An all expense paid trip to Lancaster County?........Buck

[Forty Rod]

Okay, Del, tell me about the Parrish side of your clan.  My wife's sister is married to a Brent Parrish up in Layton, Utah.

[Delmonico]

Ain't done a lot of research on that side.  Does that mean we're cuzin's?  All I know of live in SE Newbraska.  I need to see if someone has done some work on it.

[Forty Rod]

I just had a thought.  (Let it lay, Annie.)

If this thread belongs to me, does that mean I can sell it?

I could used  a Classic Triple at Wendy's.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

I just had a thought.  (Let it lay, Annie.)

< Snaps her fingers>

Dang. It's tough to be good.



AnnieLee

[Trinity]

Folks... I weren't pouting!  I only furrowed my brow!!!

Like this:  

At least I weren't cryin':  

[litl rooster]

Ya but when someone touches my feet I tend to hit, kick and bite, not just rant and rave.   

Don't know why, I just can't stand it, used to hate shoe salesmen when I was a kid.

I ain't no Syco-log-phist but find kind of odd, knowing ya sell boots now

[Delmonico]

Don't mind touchin' someone else's feet if they are fairly clean.   don't mind touchin' my own feet, just don't like someone touching my feet.

[Bushwack Bill]

Bushwack Bill walks in and looks all around.  In his hands is a German, muzzle-loading Grenade Launcher.  "Ya Know, the last time I showed up with one of these things in a thread with a similar title I caused a big rucus and it was fun.  But this here thread has done and gone far more posts than the one i was in over in SASS so I'll not be stepping on any toes today.

"No telling who might show up."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Oh look!! A new guy and he brought me a present!!! That sure as heck beats flowers, thank you!

<Reaches for the launcher with a gleeful smile>



AnnieLee

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Careful Annie yer fingers caught in the trigger!

[Delmonico]

Give it to her Bill or she'll whack you with her skillet.  (If he read this from the begaining he is brave to post.  Maybe he should start at the 1st page in Newbrassky and if he don't run down the road screamin' he'll do to ride the river with. )

Oh bill don't start no posts in Tall Tales unless you want them to wander worse than a 49 GMC Pickup with a loose tie rod.  Oh we sometimes drag posts in other forums down here.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Cuz, I don't know if ya should touch that thang. 

Slim

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

I haven't touched it, yet, but... it's mine, it's a present for me, so... < Gives Bill her best "pity me, I am so sad and pathetic I deserve the launcher" look, then bats her eyelashes at him >

Give it to me, please?



AnnieLee

[Silver Creek Slim]

Don't do it, Bill.  Don't look into her eyes.

Slim

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Its too late Slim, he done looked and been struck speechless!