tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post2190744269255610330..comments2024-03-29T09:11:09.608-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: With Faux Sadness, I Announce: Hick Has Lost His HeadValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-252751299831103562019-08-16T09:35:25.227-05:002019-08-16T09:35:25.227-05:00I guess Hick's book didn't appeal to the m...I guess Hick's book didn't appeal to the mice. They didn't touch it!Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-9771240090861984272019-08-16T03:00:35.518-05:002019-08-16T03:00:35.518-05:00Reminds me of a smaller novel I have on my shelf h...Reminds me of a smaller novel I have on my shelf here called Mail Order Bride, it's a western, sort of, where a man sends away to the east for a bride to help on his new ranch and the woman turns up with a small daughter. Anyway, many years later the son of the mail order bride is grown up and running amok getting drunk in saloons etc and the original man's partner comes back and is upset at seeing the ranch going to ruin, so he sets about straightening out the young man and eventually sends away for another mail order 'bride" who then turns up with a young daughter or son I can't remember exactly which, I'll have to read the book again. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-83248622659724545662019-08-15T15:00:29.684-05:002019-08-15T15:00:29.684-05:00I will relay your sympathies to Hick. My boys were...I will relay your sympathies to Hick. My boys were okay with my head, but the rumor was that either I didn't have a heart, or it was referred to as my cold, cold heart. I had them both in my 9th grade physical science class, and the topic came up when we discussed the theoretical value of absolute zero.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-17119015518989907592019-08-15T12:22:31.919-05:002019-08-15T12:22:31.919-05:00I'm so sad for him and his head. The girls us...I'm so sad for him and his head. The girls used to tell their friends that my head wasn't real it was a replacement head from when I was coaching and yelled my head off. Yeah that is my reputation with my children.Out My windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456481267171643227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-90606685459248243492019-08-14T23:03:15.049-05:002019-08-14T23:03:15.049-05:00The man's buddy wanted THE WOMAN'S DAUGHTE...The man's buddy wanted THE WOMAN'S DAUGHTER SHE SENT FOR to marry his son. Not shouting at you, just emphasizing the important part. I'm only telling it the way Hick told me, so it's not surprising that relationships are not well-defined.<br /><br />In a related incident, it took 30 minutes tonight for Hick to explain how a fence-stretcher works. I was getting tomorrow's post ready, and I almost passed out from laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. <br /><br />Let the record show that Hick's method of "explaining" involves the same exact words and sentences over and over, louder each time. He also used half a bag of Corn On the Cob flavored popcorn, folded over, with a chip clip on it, to represent the fence-stretcher.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-12524528633991546062019-08-14T22:51:58.953-05:002019-08-14T22:51:58.953-05:00Oh the humanity!
Wait..."the man's buddy...Oh the humanity!<br /><br />Wait..."the man's buddy wanted to marry his son" Maybe not porn, but a little kinky!joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-28516598495373227862019-08-14T22:46:46.031-05:002019-08-14T22:46:46.031-05:00I don't want to take a chance on plagiarizing....I don't want to take a chance on plagiarizing. I just watched the last 2/3 of "Boogie Nights" a few days ago. I'd have watched the whole thing, but I didn't know it was on until I was flipping channels.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-51201958509945137122019-08-14T22:44:37.628-05:002019-08-14T22:44:37.628-05:00That's an N. It looks distorted. The three wor...That's an N. It looks distorted. The three words, in increasing font size, are DESIRE, PASSION, LOVE. Doesn't sound like a western to me!<br /><br />There's been no monkey business with Hick's cast iron pans. No other missing heads.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-43322161437164693342019-08-14T22:41:20.338-05:002019-08-14T22:41:20.338-05:00He's probably just looking at the women, with ...He's probably just looking at the women, with his hearing aids not even turned up.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-29568559637636115662019-08-14T22:39:25.498-05:002019-08-14T22:39:25.498-05:00I can't tell. I even flipped the photo 180 deg...I can't tell. I even flipped the photo 180 degrees and zoomed in and enlarged it, but I can't read the spine.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-81460134627693119272019-08-14T21:23:02.122-05:002019-08-14T21:23:02.122-05:00You, perhaps my dear, should be WRITING Hick's...You, perhaps my dear, should be WRITING Hick's, er, "romance" novels. Just sayin'.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-75617943794278943892019-08-14T19:49:23.985-05:002019-08-14T19:49:23.985-05:00I enlarged the photo and I don't think that wo...I enlarged the photo and I don't think that word is passion, the final letter appears to be a V. Ask Hick if you can read the book once he's finished, then you'll know for sure. <br />I'm not a fan of animal heads on walls, so I'm not too sorry about the deer. I thought at first someone had bought or stolen the head under the cast iron pan.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-2850410112371541602019-08-14T18:57:36.596-05:002019-08-14T18:57:36.596-05:00Mice have no shame or regards for the things we hu...Mice have no shame or regards for the things we humans treasure!! With HeWho sick, I noted that he seems to like soap operas ….Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-78492207260455776642019-08-14T18:01:40.208-05:002019-08-14T18:01:40.208-05:00Have to say that the deer head should go onto to t...Have to say that the deer head should go onto to the deer nether world. <br /><br />What romance book is he reading?Susan Kanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834094675218254410noreply@blogger.com