Originally Posted By TiggerPooh1973 Glittery britches? What kinda sissy cowpoke wears him some glittery britches? Shoot. That thar is just 'bout thee wackiest bit a nonsense I ever did hear out on the trails. Ev'ry one knows yer s'posed to wear them britches with the flowers on 'em. Y'all get yer heads on straight and yer britches in order!
Originally Posted By Lisann22 Whew all this cowpoke talkin' is hard on this homegirls yes. I thought ya'll were talking beeyotchs.
Originally Posted By TiggerPooh1973 I'm sorry it's hard on yer...yes, Lasso Lisa. Britches. You know, skivvies. Now, yer beeyotchs? They should always be a bit on the glittery side. Keeps away the rattlers.
Originally Posted By Lisann22 One thing I'm giving up on the trail is my iPhone, the dang thing does and spells whatever the hell it wants. No need for that I already got Poop Shootin' Pixie and sparkly britches to deal with.
Originally Posted By Kar2oonMan Good point, Lasso! Thanks fer remindin' me... No dagburn tellerphones on the trail! That's one rule that there ain't no discusstin'! Spangly pants and all the rest of it is bad enough. But by thunder, nothin' kills the mood of a posse faster'n suddenly hearing someone's "My Humps" ringtone goin' off. I once saw three good men killed in a stampede outside Abilene one day after some cowhand's phone a-started playin' "Bohemian Rhapsody." Tragic. So NO TELLERPHONES!
Originally Posted By goodgirl << the dang thing does and spells whatever the hell it wants>> And don't I know it!
Originally Posted By DlandDug The only thing I ever hear them contraptions play is a dang midi of "it's a small world." Maybe I need to expand my circle of friends...?
Originally Posted By Lisann22 <<I once saw three good men killed in a stampede outside Abilene one day after some cowhand's phone a-started playin' "Bohemian Rhapsody." Tragic.>>> <sigh> Excuse McWhiskey ever'one. He's still back in the Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Faron Young days and a bit bitter. It was BOVINE Rhapsody, we's was bumpin' to. The cows got ornery when the interlude switched to the scratching and I a c c i d e n t l y in my enthusiasm yelled out Prince style - Yah! Yah!
Originally Posted By Kar2oonMan >>He's still back in the Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Faron Young days and a bit bitter. << Durn tootin'. An' I got spurs that jingle jangle jingle, too.
Originally Posted By 999HAUNTS No problem leavin' the telephony behind...on acounta my sparkly pants. Becausin' they shine so brightly, they done bounced a reflecshun up to that sattelite in the sky. I can get HBO and make long distance calls.
Originally Posted By avimagine Yippe-i-o I A. That there ranch is the Circle Kay? Should we practice with a good ole fashion' snipe hunt?
Originally Posted By DDMAN26 One time this madam named Miss Kitty asked if I wanted to see her posse. She took me into a room but nobody was in there and I said to her, that's a mighty small posse Miss. She tole me she didn't say posse but... well that's a story that can't be told around with ladies and children present.
Originally Posted By Lisann22 <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdPYU5FZBS4" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v...YU5FZBS4</a>
Originally Posted By Kar2oonMan Okay, lemme lookit my checklist... we have our supplies, made some rules, have some campfire songs.... now I reckon' the only thing left ta do is select a second in command to take over this here posse in case I catch me a case o' lead poisonin' along the way. State yer qualifications.
Originally Posted By Kar2oonMan I like yodelin' as much as anyone, but unless yer powerful good at it, I ain't sure it automatically qualifies ya, Ed.
