Hijack my thread

[hamshine]

this ones for bear

[T-Pee]

tp

[HDNB]

i hop you put that rabbit in a cage at night T-pee. he's got that look of revenge in his eyes.

[T-Pee]

I thought it was pretty appropriate for this thread.

tp

[Red Rim]

Bring out the "Holy Hand Grenade"!

[bearriver]

Are you reading this post for a reason, or did you stumble upon it by coincidence?

Joseph Matthäus Aigner (18 January 1818 – 19 February 1886) was a 19th-century Austrian portrait painter. At the young age of 18 years old he decided to end his life. This is when a mysterious Capuchin monk appeared and begged him to live. He avoided his own undoing, however, death does not like to be cheated.

3 years later once again Joseph had decided to make another attempt on his own life. On deaths door a stranger showed up and once again, it was the same Capuchin monk. At this point one might think their life is worth something, but, the story did not end there...

Some years later Joseph finds himself the commander of the Academic Legion during the 1848 revolutions in Vienna, where Aigner was court-martialed for high treason and condemned to death. Standing upon the gallows he was finally granted the end that he longingly awaited. However once again the Capuchin monk appeared and begged Alfred I, Prince of Windisch-Grätz to spare his life. Joeseph was pardoned. He lived for many more years...

Now at the age of 68 years old Joseph withdrew his pistol and shot himself in the head. The person presiding over his funeral...You guessed it.

The Capuchin monk.

[MichiganCornhusker]

[jedneck]

Hi my name is Jed.
I am a HD addict.

[woodshed]

Hi my name is Jed.
I am a HD addict.

As well you should be. Now pass that jug!

[Fastill]

Hi my name is Jed.
I am a HD addict.

As well you should be. Now pass that jug!

This way first, Woodshed has a problem with hogging the jug, He gets it first and won't be any left for the rest of us...
Speaking of jugs, you using ceramic or glass.
Lots of different ways to make glass jugs.
They used to use lead in the glass.
I wonder how they make stained glass....

[woodshed]

While that may be true you know I got a jug or two in the truck to share.

[Fastill]

Just make sure you bring them out before we are all too drunk to enjoy the good stuff

[woodshed]

The quality of likker made on this site that surpasses mine I am sure would make me shake in my boots if I was prone to such.

[shadylane]

tp

I can't think of a logical or even a smart ass comment about the picture of a bunny with two pancakes on its head.
I'm ashamed and have failed., good night....

[cranky]

My thought is MMmmm... a rabbit sandwich.

[ga flatwoods]

Debating which is worse:
Feeling like ya been shit on by someone or
Feeling like a dingleberry?

[Jimbo]

I think Ill have a burger for lunch today

[WooTeck]

Debating which is worse:
Feeling like ya been shit on by someone or
Feeling like a dingleberry?

[jedneck]

Debating which is worse:
Feeling like ya been shit on by someone or
Feeling like a dingleberry?

Depends on who's ass you were the dingleberry on.

[Kegg_jam]

Sometimes I just wanna flocculate.

[apdb]

Boys have a penis. Girls have a vagina

[bship]

Sugar is on sale again .98 cents for 4 pounds limit 1.... #%@!&@!!!!@ Bastards !!!

[Jimbo]

Sugar is on sale again .98 cents for 4 pounds limit 1.... #%@!&@!!!!@ Bastards !!!

Oh thanks for the reminder. Need to pick up some sugar on the way home to make a smokeyhead outta the spend S3 grains this weekend.

[ga flatwoods]

Ga Flatwoods makes the best damn whiskey on the entire HD forum!

[shadylane]

Boys have a penis. Girls have a vagina

Some people aren't anatomically correct.

[cranky]

I want to use that bunny as my avatar, it is just so wrong it is right.

[shadylane]

Careful with the rabbit raisins.
Too many of them might overpower the flavor of rabbit and pancake mash

[MitchyBourbon]

Ok, no body move a f'n muscle, this is a mother f'n hijacking.

[jedneck]

She was standing in the kitchen, preparing to boil eggs for breakfast,
Wearing only the tee-shirt that she normally slept in. As I walked in
almost awake, she turned and said softly, 'You've got to make love to
me this very moment.'

My eyes lit up and I thought, 'I am either still dreaming or this is
going to be my lucky day.'

Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all
... Right there on the kitchen table.

Afterwards she said, 'Thanks,' and returned to the stove, her tee-shirt
Still around her neck.

A little puzzled, I asked, 'What was that all about?'

She explained, 'The egg timer's broken.'

[cranky]

I didn't know you could cook an egg in 7 seconds.