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Goosemaster said:
Sometime after the first week in January. Probably east river.Public.I may knock on a few doors, but I'm not going to pull my wallet out.I might give them a pint of cheap whiskey.
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I'm not going to shell out cash to these guys.You other guys can drink the Kool aid.Not me.
 
I wonder if Kristi Noem is gonna tell the SD border patrol to keep an eye out for a known character alias goosemaster, nugent, et al. APB, keep him out of South Dakota. She's trying to keep the farmers' turkeys safe and the barnyards free of mud.
 
Bob Peters said:
I wonder if Kristi Noem is gonna tell the SD border patrol to keep an eye out for a known character alias goosemaster, nugent, et al. APB, keep him out of South Dakota. She's trying to keep the farmers' turkeys safe and the barnyards free of mud.
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I didn't shoot the turkey!
 
Don’t be Tom!!!

Tom had been in the liquor business for 25 years. Sick of the stress, he decided to quit his job and buy 50 acres of land in Montana, as far from civilization as possible. The only human interaction he had was a visit from the postman once a week and a grocery delivery once a month. Aside from that, it was total peace and quiet.
After about six months of nearly complete isolation, someone knocked on his door. He opened it to find a huge, bearded man standing there.
Named (Goosemaster), the neighbor from forty miles up the road. I’m having a Christmas party Friday night... Thought you might like to come, around 5:00."
"Great," says Tom. "After six months out here, I’m ready to meet some local folks. Thanks for the invite."
As Goosemaster turned to leave, he paused and added, "Gotta warn ya... there’ll be some drinkin’."
"Not a problem," says Tom. "After 25 years in the business, I can drink with the best of ‘em."
Goosemaster started to walk away again, then stopped. "More’n likely there’ll be some fightin’ too."
"Well, I get along with people, I’ll be fine," Tom reassured him. "I’ll be there. Thanks again."
Goosemaster hesitated for a moment, then added, "More’n likely, there’ll be some wild sex, too."
Tom grinned, warming to the idea. "That’s really not a problem. I’ve been all alone for six months! I’ll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"
Goosemaster gave a long look and said, "Don’t much matter... it’s just gonna be the two of us."
 
Highvoltage said:
Don’t be Tom!!!

Tom had been in the liquor business for 25 years. Sick of the stress, he decided to quit his job and buy 50 acres of land in Montana, as far from civilization as possible. The only human interaction he had was a visit from the postman once a week and a grocery delivery once a month. Aside from that, it was total peace and quiet.
After about six months of nearly complete isolation, someone knocked on his door. He opened it to find a huge, bearded man standing there.
Named (Goosemaster), the neighbor from forty miles up the road. I’m having a Christmas party Friday night... Thought you might like to come, around 5:00."
"Great," says Tom. "After six months out here, I’m ready to meet some local folks. Thanks for the invite."
As Goosemaster turned to leave, he paused and added, "Gotta warn ya... there’ll be some drinkin’."
"Not a problem," says Tom. "After 25 years in the business, I can drink with the best of ‘em."
Goosemaster started to walk away again, then stopped. "More’n likely there’ll be some fightin’ too."
"Well, I get along with people, I’ll be fine," Tom reassured him. "I’ll be there. Thanks again."
Goosemaster hesitated for a moment, then added, "More’n likely, there’ll be some wild sex, too."
Tom grinned, warming to the idea. "That’s really not a problem. I’ve been all alone for six months! I’ll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"
Goosemaster gave a long look and said, "Don’t much matter... it’s just gonna be the two of us."
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Damn......just might be the best all time post I've seen on this forum
 
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