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Usual
I hadn't thought about it but you are so right! The video in my mind is so hysterical..he was so skinny and his arms so long...and that chicken was just flappin'! Thanks for reading.
posted by
Krisles
on June 20, 2005 at 10:50 AM
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That would have made you a fortune an America's Funniest home videos! Great story.
posted by
UsualSuspect
on June 20, 2005 at 10:15 AM
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Strat
Can't wait to hear that story! I never got all the details..but some airheads in our school were involved in a goat bbq and one of them didn't know the other one had put the goat in his trunk and the thing got cancelled...the odor got kinda bad.....
posted by
Krisles
on June 19, 2005 at 10:00 PM
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Hilarious!
I'll try to put down a post about Dad's great idea for a goat roping and barbecue. Oh my...
My last comment still stands. I'm gonna hunt you down, lock you in a tower, and make you write a book.
posted by
strat
on June 19, 2005 at 8:37 PM
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MysticGmekeepr
Thanks for the visit and the rose....Daddy was a really funny guy...something that always surprised the kids who spent a lot of time in the office with him!
posted by
Krisles
on June 19, 2005 at 5:17 PM
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Kris
that was very sweet...enjoyed it and the vivid snapshot of yoru memory. WHen I was a kid my neighbors used to kill their chickens on sunday for supper.
posted by
MysticGmekeepr
on June 19, 2005 at 3:26 PM
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You're welcome and yes,
I'll definitely be using that one. Thanks.
posted by
word.smith
on June 19, 2005 at 3:07 PM
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word.smith
Yes, he didn't quite get the chicken-killing bit down! Thanks for reading and do try asking that question to gossips....usually works like a charm.
posted by
Krisles
on June 19, 2005 at 8:19 AM
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This posts brings back memories.
The same thing used to be done here. People would go to the market on a Sunday morning, get their chicken, kill, season and cook for dinner - except for the part where it is thrown around. LOL. By the sound of it, your dad was a jack of all trades - except with the chicken.
posted by
word.smith
on June 19, 2005 at 8:16 AM
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