Nooo! I was so disappointed John. As that kid fresh from the Bambi experience, I expected to converse with the various mammals around us. Nary a peep!
OK, there was this one time. Not so long ago. Here in the Smokies. We were hunting ramps - a type of wild-growing onion. We mayhave gotten sidetracked and into some mushrooms; I'm not sure now. But I was lucid enough to remember this one, very well spoken, obviously educated young male black bear. He and I regaled each other with tales of our youth (No, not in English) but in Italian. He spoke very well. I recall it like yesterday. I think.
......if a chanced upon bear is both withered AND wizened.....a good rule of thumb is to play your cards close to the vest Tony.....
....with as much conviction as you can muster, pretend that you do NOT understand any of the spoken Italian
For everyone's piece of mind...I just had a visit from the ghost of Paladin...he "convinced" me to say...I made it all up...none of it is true...I have no idea what I'm talking about...and he thinks Jack D was a wonderful little boy.
Nooo! I was so disappointed John. As that kid fresh from the Bambi experience, I expected to converse with the various mammals around us. Nary a peep!
OK, there was this one time. Not so long ago. Here in the Smokies. We were hunting ramps - a type of wild-growing onion. We mayhave gotten sidetracked and into some mushrooms; I'm not sure now. But I was lucid enough to remember this one, very well spoken, obviously educated young male black bear. He and I regaled each other with tales of our youth (No, not in English) but in Italian. He spoke very well. I recall it like yesterday. I think.
Tony; it sounds like you did ingest some kind of mushroom and your mind was moving on. Your logic and proportion may have fallen sloppy dead...and the Italian Bear was obviously off his head. More importantly why did you feel the need to "hunt" wild onions (ramps are unarmed) and did you do so with a double action revolver? If so, I hope you didn't sling/slam the cylinder closed - it can misfire and damage any crane flying overhead. Lastly, why am I still in my cowboy pajamas in the middle of the afternoon? My head hurts with all this...I need a couple of martinis....shaken, not stirred.
the Wessons.....and their ilk,would bed to differ with naysayers......
.................feed a guy enough baloney,he`ll come around to your side o` the table at lunchtime
Did you hear the story about the two hungry bears, a lion and a puma who walk into a gun shop? You have? Well then...do you know how to fold a bandsaw blade?
Indeed he did. And what's more he was aged 17 at the time (yes, I've seen his school records).
yep....the numbers add up all right
I will admit that I did stumble for a few extra years with my guzindas (multiplication tables), but the upside was that when our Grade 6 class had our "show and tell" days I got to show off my electric shaver and my driver's licence.
the Wessons.....and their ilk,would bed to differ with naysayers......
.................feed a guy enough baloney,he`ll come around to your side o` the table at lunchtime
Did you hear the story about the two hungry bears, a lion and a puma who walk into a gun shop? You have? Well then...do you know how to fold a bandsaw blade?
How do Jack..................your starkly literal interpretations leave me to question my own offerings
Tony; it sounds like you did ingest some kind of mushroom and your mind was moving on. Your logic and proportion may have fallen sloppy dead...and the Italian Bear was obviously off his head. More importantly why did you feel the need to "hunt" wild onions (ramps are unarmed) and did you do so with a double action revolver? If so, I hope you didn't sling/slam the cylinder closed - it can misfire and damage any crane flying overhead. Lastly, why am I still in my cowboy pajamas in the middle of the afternoon? My head hurts with all this...I need a couple of martinis....shaken, not stirred.
That Italian bear was FOR SURE "off his head." I think his name was Guido and he worked for the mob - The Smokie Mountain Mob. He threatened to make my knees into furniture. He was scary:
Tony; it sounds like you did ingest some kind of mushroom and your mind was moving on. Your logic and proportion may have fallen sloppy dead...and the Italian Bear was obviously off his head. More importantly why did you feel the need to "hunt" wild onions (ramps are unarmed) and did you do so with a double action revolver? If so, I hope you didn't sling/slam the cylinder closed - it can misfire and damage any crane flying overhead. Lastly, why am I still in my cowboy pajamas in the middle of the afternoon? My head hurts with all this...I need a couple of martinis....shaken, not stirred.
That Italian bear was FOR SURE "off his head." I think his name was Guido and he worked for the mob - The Smokie Mountain Mob. He threatened to make my knees into furniture. He was scary:
Yeeeeah....I can definitely see why Guido would terrify you Tony!
