you can keep throwing wrenches Bob, but with Ken leading the charge, none of us have to worry about getting hit

"My men don't surrender",
"I don't want to hear of any hunter under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull crap either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the heck out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the heck was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!"

"Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goldang cowards and we will have a nation of brave men

"Don't forget, you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the heck happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this fight. I'm not even supposed to be here in Pilot Point. Let's be the first motherless sons to find the Goldang Bears. Some day I want to see them raise up on their pee-soaked hind legs and howl, "Holy Smokes, it's the Goldanged Third Army again and that son-of-a-(beep) White17'."

"The quicker we clean up this Goldanged mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt over to Unimak against the wolves and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goldanged Feds get all of the credit."
I don't want to get any messages saying, "I am holding my position." We are not holding a thing. Let the bears do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's testes. We are going to twist them and kick the living crap out of him all of the time. Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like crap through a tin horn!"

We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-, we're going to rip out their living GD guts and use them to grease the treads of our sno-gos. We're going to murder those lousy Ducks by the bushel-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts.

They must of gotten word regarding your frontal attack as they are feeding like crazy. I think this is the same one that ripped up my gray water cover last night. At one point there were three of them feeding at once in front of the house this morning. Just took this from the deck a few moments ago

I think I might have mine mounted that way, with a fake water scene and just the head, shoulders and paws coming up with a fish he is peeling the skin off of. I think that might win an award.

-TJ

The head will be the only usable part of the hide, since you don't flesh them LOL

Yes, Tundra taxidermy has done those Jimmy... They do great work.

No need to split the lips with tundra, they split on their own a few days after they mount them...

May I also suggest a few 22" grayling under the "fake" water, feeding on the flesh bits that fall off the fish being eaten??

That's why we're bringing Hup.



I do have to say...UB can't really piiss and moan about there being too many anymore... This is the time for you to "do your part".

If only UB could get a photo of the bear eating his argo, so we could send it to countrysmith.

They eat some nasty stuff, but I never seen one eat a turd......

Like Alaskan, you might catch one playing with some poo, but they won't eat it.

That speech makes me want to go to the veterinary clinic and slap a brown bear ! Despicable cowards that they are !

Aw man! I said almost! LOL... But he is kinda sexy in hip waders....

Apparently the coast guard had a "don't ask don't tell" policy huh ak? LOL

Ouch.... are you saying he was on a 'Fairy" boat?

I was one of those dashing aviators in a tight come hither flight suit, why do you ask, curious? lol!

See Fish, he WASN"T a semen.

Fish is jealous PP.....

We can't have this infighting, we are supposed to be a team...

Fish, this is NOT the greek army....

How 'bout those bears!

THen I am going home!!!

I've seen the growlers eat some pretty nasty stuff but the Argo is in a league of its own.
So much for electronic warfare. Had this alarm mounted on a pole in our graywater/septic area and one of the grolwers ripped it off the pole and bit a hole it it. Doesn't work very well now. They have another new game now where they pull all the vect pipes out of our leech field every night.

Sounds like DLP to me !

No doubt about it.