Wild Hogs Becoming A Big Problem To Farmers And Gardeners..........

[D. Staples]

well done, ass hole, you manage to create your brand of shit out of thin air. You must be heavy into your own product.

[D. Staples]

Sorry, Gunner, I have low tolerance for ass holes. Excuse me, ignorant ass holes.

[Billy]

and you must be one of those self-hating anal sphincters.

You repulse people with moderate views. You want to kill someone? Go suck on your gun barrel.

[Gunner]

Him? you mean there is only one?

[FarmI]

It's not worth the band width Billy.

[Gunner]

Your quite welcome, Hope the Middle East crisis & your flooding won't hurt export too much.

BTW I meant to ask you what these words you wrote were; are't and rual, I don't seem to find them in the dictionary, are they Aussie colloquial?

[Billy]

Uh, I'm not sure your the one who should be lecturing me about the field of futility that that is encapsulated by the philosophy of "not wasting your breath". It seems there was a bit of banter about trees in Briton, I don't remember the particulars, and one poor sod set you off, contradicted you, if I remember correctly, and you didn't stop mauling him until you were good and ready. I consider it part of your charm ;O)

But I do take your point, and I think I shall retire for the evening.

Bonne nuit

(pretentious, moi?)

[D. Staples]

Ah, I am addressing a pot smoking wine drinking defrocked teacher. And an Asstrailer as well.

[Billy]

You and Shelly really should get some new material. Your scatological reprisals are getting old. Tell you what, you stop telling lies about me, and I'll stop telling the truth about you.

Staples, in one of his more "pity full", lachrymonious, maudlin monologues says that he is "merely the dirty underbelly of the profession [forestry], the one's that actually get mud on our boots, what could we collectively know about the profession of forestry. We don't get the strokes, the diamond studded collars, or the "Forester of the Year" awards. All we do is grow trees and manage forests. This site represents the real world of forestry. The archivists will call us a "CULT", or untermenchen, of the real forestry world recorded in the great Halls of Ivory."

What you smell now is the smell of burning martyr. Good performance, Don.

Here's hoping you get that diamond studded collar, the leash that goes with it, a walk in the park everyday, and a big tree, where you can do your business. Don't forget to wipe your muddy boots before you enter the great "Halls of Ivory", or people will know that you are just another dirty mouthed pig.

[FarmI]

Merely an observation Billy.

about the field

:-)) Now that would have been a lecture as opposed to an observation.

Mais non.

[D. Staples]

Nothing of consequence, but hey, pot heads have a hard time keeping their stuff together, eh, ass hole?

[Billy]

Staples has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.

[D. Staples]

Still nothing of consequence, but still an ass hole.