DesertBull

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Just got this email from G&F That's right folks, you have until JUNE 9TH to get your apps in. I would wait unit JUNE 9TH if I were you and avoid the long lines. See you all at the Game and fish office on JUNE 9TH. Don't forget, post marks don't count, they have to be in the game and fish office on JUNE 9TH. Don't forget, JUNE 9TH. ps JUNE 9TH

Don't forget.......JUNE 9TH!

I'll bet those elk crap a brick when that .22 blank goes off.

They migrated from scottsdale.

There was probably only one other person in the chambers when he gave the speech. The rest of them already at happy hour, getting liquored up.

Looks like they didn't miss cheatin' Pat Murphy at all.

Lark

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Thanks. I'll stop in the next time I am in Payson. I have a few scouting clients lined up for rim units this year, so I will be through there at least every other weekend starting in July.

Hold on, I'll look out my window and see if I can spot him.

So, what are the main differences between the Maxxis and the Alphamax? I already had my mind made up to get a AM35. I shoot LH, so it's hard to just go into a shop and start shooting bows until you find the right one. No one wants to stock LH bows.

Don't do anything you might regret later. Criminals have more rights than we do now days. If you scare him and he craps his pants, you'll probably be forced to buy him a new pair of Superman underroos by some mouth breathing, pillow biter, judge.

Selig absolutley made the right call. You don't start a bad precedent of over turning calls. In 1985 an umps horrible call decided the WORLD SERIES and it was not overturned. No way you over turn this call for the sake of a perfect game. Just be glad that both guys are handling the situation with class. Could you imagine if it were Ozzie Guillen? Milt Pappas was robbed of a perfect game in the 60's by the ump and it was not over turned either.

That is an actual email I just received from the G&F. Honest.

I'm in my PRIME.

That guy is a complete TOOL.

They have skid marks?

I didn't stop applying because of the danger. I just don't like to hunt in a place that looks like the town dump.

stopped applying down there a long time ago. The place looks like a Superfund site.

I was takin' a trip out to L.A. Toolin' along in my Cheverolet Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio Just as I crossed the Mississippi line I heard that highway start to whine And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow Well the spare was flat and I got uptight 'Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car It was right in front of this little bar, a Kind of a red-neck lookin' joint called the "Dew Drop Inn" Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat And told the bartender that I had a flat And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one Well there was one thing I was sure proud to see There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me and He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone I called up the station down the road a ways and He said he wasn't very busy today And he could have somone out there in just about 10 minutes or so He said," Now, you just stay right where yer at!" And I didn't bother to tell the dern fool That I sure as heck didn't have anyplace else to go I ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?" Well he looked at me and I dang near died And I decided that I'd just wait outside So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin These 5 big dudes come strollin' in With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth Now I was almost to the door when the biggest one Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!" And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night Especially when there was three of them and only one of me They all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick And I knew I better think of something pretty quick So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair But before he could move I grabbed me a chair And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a furly dangerous man!" "Well you may not know it but this man is a spy. He's a undercover agent for the FBI And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!" He was still bent over holdin' on to his knee But everybody else was lookin' and listenin' to me And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went I said "Would you believe this man has gone as far As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars And he voted for George McGovern for President." "Well he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags! I betchya he's even got a commie flag Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage." "He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys He may look dumb but that's just a disguise He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage" They all started lookin' real suspicious at him and He jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim! You know he's lyin' I been livin' here all of my life!" "I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church. And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!" Then he started saying somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed But I didn't wait around to hear the rest I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck And when I hit the door I was makin' tracks And they were just taking my car down off the jacks So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd Comin' out the door and headed toward me at a trot And I guess I shoulda gone ahead and run But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun Of chasin' them all just once around the parking lot Well they're headed for their car but I hit the gas and Spun around and headed 'em off at the pass I was slingin' gavel and puttin' a ton o' dust in the air Well I had them all out there steppin' and fetchin' Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin' but I figgered I'd better go ahead and split before the cops got there When I hit the road I was really wheelin' Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas Well I think I'm gonna reroute my trip I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped If I went to L.A., via Omaha

If 1990 photos are in the "vintage" section, I must be older than Brontosaurus poop.

I hear that the U of A is continuing their 30 year boycotting of the Rose Bowl.

I was planning on going fishing today, but the weather report says 40-50 mph winds. Anyone else sick of wind? Wind BLOWS.