It's all about the Rrrrrriiiffffffss!

Now .... One time I did buy a big old 10"lifted diesel F250 4x4 sitting on 37's that had an elk scrotum dried over the 4x4 shifter on the floor .... That didn't bother me too much, but it came that way, I make it a policy to never touch any other males junk....
 
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Headache said:
Ha ha ha ha ! Hey I got another deer tag in the same unit where I shot 2 cougars before.... So there's a good chance I'll knock down another one...


So the question is:
Do you want me to mail you a left one or right one?
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True story, my brother worked at a butcher that processed a good portion of wild game in the state. He brought home a skinned cougar paw, which kinda resembles a human hand, and put it in the kitchen freezer for my Mom to find. Well in the uproar, I was initially declared the culprit. I had to reason my way out by reminding them I wasn't the one with a job processing game. That" little" 6'5" sh*t was the "golden child". I did break his collar bone once, but now he could EASILY whip me good. I have seen it all, no need to send any animal parts good sir!


I know you prefer "Headache" but I am leaning towards only calling you "cougar ball"now .
 
Mr. Potato Head said:
True story, my brother worked at a butcher that processed a good portion of wild game in the state. He brought home a skinned cougar paw, which kinda resembles a human hand, and put it in the kitchen freezer for my Mom to find. Well in the uproar, I was initially declared the culprit. I had to reason my way out by reminding them I wasn't the one with a job processing game. That" little" 6'5" sh*t was the "golden child". I did break his collar bone once, but now he could EASILY whip me good. I have seen it all, no need to send any animal parts good sir!


I know you prefer "Headache" but I am leaning towards only calling you "cougar ball"now .
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Ha ha that's a great story!
 
Mr. Potato Head said:
True story, my brother worked at a butcher that processed a good portion of wild game in the state. He brought home a skinned cougar paw, which kinda resembles a human hand, and put it in the kitchen freezer for my Mom to find. Well in the uproar, I was initially declared the culprit. I had to reason my way out by reminding them I wasn't the one with a job processing game. That" little" 6'5" sh*t was the "golden child". I did break his collar bone once, but now he could EASILY whip me good. I have seen it all, no need to send any animal parts good sir!


I know you prefer "Headache" but I am leaning towards only calling you "cougar ball"now .
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I’ve gotten my younger brother in trouble a few times…… but not that good.
 
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