Bear is aroused from his first week of hibernation by construction noise adjacent to his cave and with a yawn while scratching his butt, he shuffles on over to see what's up. Overhearing nearby conversation, Bear is disgusted to find that Stonehenge 2.0 is the project at hand and that the stone slabs are pre-cast concrete. "This looks more like a phony MGM back lot scene" he thought. "There are no lions at Stonehenge you idiots" he shouted, unable to contain his contempt for this low budget infringement on his seasonal domicile, no longer deep in the lush forest. Noticing that the now prone site manager Alice had obviously once again poured too much whiskey on her Corn Flakes that morning, Bear shook his head and turned away, mumbling "this mess should be called Stonedhenge."
expecting an ACTUAL henge....and then becoming irate, is typical "just woke the bear" behavior......these matters will be discussed at the Spring Thaw formal
Back in his cave, Bear put in his ear plugs, rubbed his full belly and snuggled in for The Big Sleep. "I'll get a whole sloth of my relatives together at the Spring Thaw general meeting and deal with Stonedhenge", he thought wryly. "But for now I mustn't be irate....it's time to hibernate".
@jack-dodds ............... "But for now I mustn't be irate....it's time to hibernate"......for you see,Bear was an introspective fella .....even more importantly,and unlike that big sheep from earlier,Bear was eventually given to flexibility
Bear is aroused from his first week of hibernation by construction noise adjacent to his cave and with a yawn while scratching his butt, he shuffles on over to see what's up. Overhearing nearby conversation, Bear is disgusted to find that Stonehenge 2.0 is the project at hand and that the stone slabs are pre-cast concrete. "This looks more like a phony MGM back lot scene" he thought. "There are no lions at Stonehenge you idiots" he shouted, unable to contain his contempt for this low budget infringement on his seasonal domicile, no longer deep in the lush forest. Noticing that the now prone site manager Alice had obviously once again poured too much whiskey on her Corn Flakes that morning, Bear shook his head and turned away, mumbling "this mess should be called Stonedhenge."
And dear Jack, I'll celebrate your observation with one more bong hit....👍🤗
Bear is aroused from his first week of hibernation by construction noise adjacent to his cave and with a yawn while scratching his butt, he shuffles on over to see what's up. Overhearing nearby conversation, Bear is disgusted to find that Stonehenge 2.0 is the project at hand and that the stone slabs are pre-cast concrete. "This looks more like a phony MGM back lot scene" he thought. "There are no lions at Stonehenge you idiots" he shouted, unable to contain his contempt for this low budget infringement on his seasonal domicile, no longer deep in the lush forest. Noticing that the now prone site manager Alice had obviously once again poured too much whiskey on her Corn Flakes that morning, Bear shook his head and turned away, mumbling "this mess should be called Stonedhenge."
And dear Jack, I'll celebrate your observation with one more bong hit....👍🤗
That would be a booooooooonnnnnng hit from that pipe. Maybe try riding Stiffy the Goat afterwards....see if you can hang on til the buzzer sounds. Yippykiyay.
Ya know I'm 'kiddin' bout the bong hit but the goat ride sounds quite interesting. I'll have to check out where I can find some here in SoCal. Some places are using them to help try and control any seasonal fires this year by chomping up on the hillside. I believe it's cheaper to have them eat the brush than it is to hire somebody to knock it down.
Ya know I'm 'kiddin' bout the bong hit but the goat ride sounds quite interesting. I'll have to check out where I can find some here in SoCal. Some places are using them to help try and control any seasonal fires this year by chomping up on the hillside. I believe it's cheaper to have them eat the brush than it is to hire somebody to knock it down.
we had one out here earlier that must oughtta got a hold of an ODD hill Steve
"Okay boys, ya caught me with my rubber boots on....so what!. I'm not ashamed to admit it.....sure I like hanging out with farm animals in my spare time when I'm not jammin' gears. I'm talkin' real animals...not the likes of you galloots. Sure I like them well enough, but just in the platonicalistic way ya know.......especially the sheepies, moomoos, piggies and stiff goats up in the meadows of Leavenworth. I love it up there in the mountains with my furry friends; listening to those huge pipes echoing through the valleys....followed by the Riccola chants....it's something magical I tell ya...something too beautiful to explain to the likes of youse guys. You got nothin' on me so gimme back my lederhosen...... I gotta run.....the hills are alive with the sound of Riccola!"
"Okay boys, ya caught me with my rubber boots on....so what!. I'm not ashamed to admit it.....sure I like hanging out with farm animals in my spare time when I'm not jammin' gears. I'm talkin' real animals...not the likes of you galloots. Sure I like them well enough, but just in the platonicalistic way ya know.......especially the sheepies, piggies and stiff goats up in the meadows of Leavenworth. I love it up there in the mountains with my furry friends; listening to those huge pipes echoing through the valleys....followed by the Riccola chants....it's something magical I tell ya...something too beautiful to explain to the likes of youse guys."
keep a stiff goat Cap`n Jack .......you may find yourself enjoying the enduring hospitality of Leavenworth Acres a bit sooner than expected
"Okay boys, ya caught me with my rubber boots on....so what!. I'm not ashamed to admit it.....sure I like hanging out with farm animals in my spare time when I'm not jammin' gears. I'm talkin' real animals...not the likes of you galloots. Sure I like them well enough, but just in the platonicalistic way ya know.......especially the sheepies, piggies and stiff goats up in the meadows of Leavenworth. I love it up there in the mountains with my furry friends; listening to those huge pipes echoing through the valleys....followed by the Riccola chants....it's something magical I tell ya...something too beautiful to explain to the likes of youse guys."
keep a stiff goat Cap`n Jack .......you may find yourself enjoying the enduring hospitality of Leavenworth Acres a bit sooner than expected
Jim-Bob used to get so angry as a kid....en route to work in the fields Seth was always giving him the bird.
