Nothing spells fun like standing around freezing your ass while off breathing the heady fumes of roughly 3 scrillion head of livestock. I now get a better sense of what the climate change freaks have been trying to say about cattle and methane and holes in the ozone. This being an Ag Expo, there were scores of concerned cowfolks pondering these issues. The general consensus is that we just aren't eating the methane factories fast enough, so the Bobs and their babes have been doing their part to wipe out the surplus meat animals. (Chickens don't enter into this effort. They're nasty little creatures that provide nothing of value other than eggs to go with a good red meat breakfast)
The best part of our gluttonous weekend was hanging out with the men from RED ROAD BUFFALO. Jeff and his cohorts have really tapped into what most north americans have chosen to forget about since the great herds were nearly wiped out for blankets and pen wipers:
Buffalo meat is phenomenal. The Red Road crew know how to treat this food with love and respect. Get you some. They'll be happy to send it right to your cave.
Well, now I've made myself hungry so I'll leave off here and hope BOB 1 checks in. Hopefully he has recovered from his confrontations with the TSA folks. I hear hear he and his woman were nearly deprived of their rights to pursue happiness by getting back home. Apparently the airport thugs tried to confiscate food and seized a family heirloom Leatherman tool that had already cleared security in a dozen other airports. I guess we're all safer now thanks to the vigilance of the Homeland Traffic Security and Floor Wax Administrators.
I'm still waiting to hear if they've cleared the interrogation cell.
The best part of our gluttonous weekend was hanging out with the men from RED ROAD BUFFALO. Jeff and his cohorts have really tapped into what most north americans have chosen to forget about since the great herds were nearly wiped out for blankets and pen wipers:
Buffalo meat is phenomenal. The Red Road crew know how to treat this food with love and respect. Get you some. They'll be happy to send it right to your cave.
Well, now I've made myself hungry so I'll leave off here and hope BOB 1 checks in. Hopefully he has recovered from his confrontations with the TSA folks. I hear hear he and his woman were nearly deprived of their rights to pursue happiness by getting back home. Apparently the airport thugs tried to confiscate food and seized a family heirloom Leatherman tool that had already cleared security in a dozen other airports. I guess we're all safer now thanks to the vigilance of the Homeland Traffic Security and Floor Wax Administrators.
I'm still waiting to hear if they've cleared the interrogation cell.
yes, my precious leatherman was confiscated...boo hoo : (
ReplyDelete~ when i learned they had discovered it i quickly turned to see if my other Bob-love had left yet, in hopes i could toss it over the security ropes...but alas, no luck...as he was gone after kindly spending enough time seeing us off from a really wonderful weekend. So, this being said, i think 'my Bob' would like me not to hog any time on he and his best friend Bob's new blog, thus, i sign off, sending hugs and thanks to my other Bob-love and his sweeetie for spending a great mini-vaykay with us! <3 B.
BOB 2, this is bob 1; help me im stuck in a shoe box and can't get up; where is the god damn clapper when you need one. The wench won't help me figure out how to log on until I become her love muffin and repent my desire for your wife "THE Donna". I took counsel with "THE donald"; and he said "the Donna, why I tried myself but had to much hair for her! Do not relent to your beloved. because for just one glance form her; I would give up the TOWERs. Yes them men from the red road are the cats ass
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