Welcome to our living room. You'll find it takes a certain "bonkers" way of thinking about things to hang out here. No one will ever ask you to leave, but you might feel uncomfortable being here if "our tribe don't dig your vibe." The emphasis is on creativity, spontaneity, and improvisation. Most of us know each other here. Many of us are related. We use aliases just for the hell of it.
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Send $10,000 or we shoot.
Spin...it's a kitty...it's a gun...how in the heck did they get that kitty to stand up? I don't trust folks who point guns at kittys, do you?...poooor kitty.
So a few months ago my older brother called Animal Control to report a Mountain Lion roaming around near his house (he lives in one of the "new neighborhoods" on Catron behind the Waterslides).
So the Animal people come, and my brother is all worried because he has two daughters, aged 3 and 5. He points to the mountain lion about 100 yards away in this wee lil' brush area.
With guns/tranquilizer sticks/whatever drawn, the men tentatively approach the bushes...only to have an orange tabby cat shoot past them.
Upon hearing this story, I found this same picture that Spinfly posted and sent it to my brother, telling him the capture already made the papers.
Surprisingly, he didn't find it as funny as the rest of the family.
Apparently I'm a smartass.
Skog, apparantly you've forgotten your history of this spave plave.
That's "smatrass" not smartass.
(Jeeze, you gotta teach these new kids everything around here.)
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