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[brushcutter]

That's funny! I think I'll keep calling you Coos though.LOL!
About Billy, seems he and his brother Ricky have an attraction to the ganja. They have both gotten to discuss this with their local law enforcement officers, and subsequently their local judges, so I don't know if the show will be continued. Ricky and his girlfriend, whose kids go to school with mine, rented a little house about 200 yds down the road from my brothers camp. We would see them driving by, and last New Years I wondered out loud as they made one of these trips " they must not be too sociable, they never stop to introduce themselves and drink a cold one", because nearly everybody who drives/lives down there does when we occupy the place. Jim, a great guy, and neighbor who does stop and have SEVERAL cold ones, and happens to be a retired Army Ranger spoke up and said "no, he don't and as long as he wants to stay alive and in good health, he better NOT" apparently they don't see things in the same light. I didn't ask, but I think it had something to do with some dogs and a trash can...

[coosaridgerider]

Wow...that was a cool story. He may be too paranoid to stop.lol.

[brushcutter]

Wow...that was a cool story. He may be too paranoid to stop.lol.

Ya know, I read your reply and was like paranoid?... now why would he be paranoid?... then I realized what you were saying... FOMCLMAO! I mean, seriously, did anyone ever watch that show and think "Gee those guys are model citizens, they always dress so nice" Makes ya wonder what they do with that bee smoker when there aren't any bees around?!?"

[brushcutter]

TOO close

Last Sunday while working on our property I got way closer to this baby than I would have liked. He was about 5' long and had 10 rattlers and a button. I called it a "baby" because they get much bigger back in that bottom, when I was a kid I remember my Grandad and Dad talking about an old man named Charlie Brown(his real name) cutting one up while brush hogging and the chunks they found, when laid out, measured just over 8'. My biggest one ever measured 6' 9 3/4" and we were nose to nose when I found him, I was crossing a fence, bent over between the second and third strands of barbed wire when he went to buzzing. That was about 250 yards from where I killed this one, coiled up at the base of the big red oak over Evan's left shoulder. I was running the chainsaw and if he buzzed at me I never heard it! I didn't see him until he started un-spooling, trying to crawl away. After it was all done I realized that at one point, my left leg had been within 18" of him. Lucky day I guess.