Well, I succesfully hijacked a thread on the fishing forum. It's been going on now for 8 pages and 85 replies. Started on Jan. 31st at 9:07am. It includes insults and acusations. Probably not done yet.

85 replies ? Sounds slack to me..

Seems like there is only 10 or so replies to a page, but 85 is more than any other that I've seen since I started on that forum in Oct.

DARN! It was just locked. Can't even have any fun there either.

Dang Perry, you have the ingredients there for a country song I think.

As an addendum, maybe there is even a third thought region. As a youth, my father sometimes told me I needed to think with my heart or the head on my shoulders...not the other one.

If that is the case, then what force is responsible for triangulating the thought processes? Is there a formula? A DNA reference? Purely an electrical charge for the brain? Passion for the heart to respond? Heat for the nether region? What is the trigger???? Hmmmm???

For Danger Ran the Camper Man.

Sing to the tune of Weird Al's 'Trigger Happy'



Got a Dodge motorhome, well you know it makes me feel all right
Got an orange shag carpet pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greater
Than to camp first and ask questions later
Now I'm camper happy, camper happy every day

Well you can't take my motor home away, I got a
grand-fathered right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the coasties are going to attack tonight
We'll toss our anchors out, yep, my seized 318 too
That out to teach the ocean bottom a darn good lesson
Now I'm camper happy, camper happy every day

CHORUS
Oh yeah, I'm camper, camper happy
Yes, I'm camper, camper happy
(Oh baby, I'm) trigger, trigger happy
Yes, I'm camper, camper happy
(Oh, I'm so) camper, camper happy
Yes, camper, camper happy
Better watch out, posting-punk, or I'm gonna have
To ban you away

Oh, I accidentally parked on a Honda last night, I'd do it again
I mistook it in the dark for the septic tank jump again
Now why'd that make me so glad?
It's just a lousy sand wound, Dad
You know I'm camper, camper happy every day

Oh, I still haven't figured out where the bumpers start on my camper yet
Little Fluffy took a hit, better take him to the vet
I filled that hugger so full of chrome
I'll have to use him for a hood ornament instead
Well, I'm camper, camper happy every day

CHORUS

Come on and drive your camper
What have you got to lose?
We'll all get liquored up
And camp over anything that moves

Got a faded old camper that's a real sight
Oh, I'm prayin' nobody tries to camp next to me tonight
I always keep a camper & some junk
You better ask yourself, do you feel campy, punk?
Because I'm camper, camper happy every day

Perry,
I could come up with something, but I would not want to post it here.

The ironic thing about that ballad is that.....

Fluffy was already in it.

Yes.

Doc, for the record, penguin drumsticks are smaller & should be OK.

I was working all day and was very busy. That's a good thing for me and perhaps a bad thing for civilization as we know it and those who want to keep their birth-given brains.

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I was working all day and was very busy

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Tote that barge, lift that bale...

Or just trying to keep the little umbrella in your tropical drink from being blown out by the Pirate ocean breeze ?