The Copper Creek Chit-Chat Thread

[MustangSallie]

mini cliff notes:

Bliss is super busy and we haven't seen her. We knew she would be, but we miss her.

Mr. Crabbypants is MIA, and some guy called Mr. Sugarbritches is living with Stretchy. He looks just like Mr. CP, but bought her a puppy, a cake from her favorite store, smiled, laughed and said Thank You. We don't know where Mr. CP is, but Mr. Sugarbritches can stay.

My chickens are missing.

Orders were finally caught up yesterday.

DID's, ZAU's and ZAP's have arrived as well.

Janie is stalking UPS for an awesome package of memories.

I know I missed lots....

Help me out here people!

That all sounds intriguing enough that I think I need to go back and catch up!

 

[johnsnhu]

Got my Silver bullet in today... put the battery in upside down because I was sooo excited to put the kick in it... put kick in with battery upside down... fried kick... no more kick... another kick on the way via express mail.

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[MustangSallie]

I would taze anyone that made me run through the woods. Regardless of the weather.

What she said!

 

[FlyingV]

Boo Hiss.
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Got my Silver bullet in today... put the battery in upside down because I was sooo excited to put the kick in it... put kick in with battery upside down... fried kick... no more kick... another kick on the way via express mail.

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[MustangSallie]

Got my Silver bullet in today... put the battery in upside down because I was sooo excited to put the kick in it... put kick in with battery upside down... fried kick... no more kick... another kick on the way via express mail.

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Oh no!

 

[FlyingV]

Don't miss Mr. V and the chicken Sallie.

 

[johnsnhu]

What they said ^

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[FlyingV]

I dropped my kick out of the Bolt. Which side of it goes up?

 

[MustangSallie]

Don't miss Mr. V and the chicken Sallie.

Okay, definitely going back to read now!

 

[FlyingV]

See you when you get back!

 

[MustangSallie]

The Chicken Story:
Long ago and far away, Mr. V and I lived on a farm. We had chickens of course. He had a big nasty rooster that attacked me on a regular basis. It got to the point where I feared going down to the barn to do chores, and carried a garbage can lid to fend off the horrid thing. Anyway, one day it attacked me when Mr. V was there. I told him to PLEASE kill the rooster. PLEASE! It flew at him and he grabbed it by the neck. As he's standing there holding the chicken by the neck, I take off to find the hatchet. The chicken was choking.... Anyway, as I head up to the house the boys pull up the driveway. They wanted to know where Pop was. I told him he was down in the barn. Notstalking his chicken. "OMG Mom, just OMG." I can't remember the last time I laughed that hard. The look on their faces = priceless!

ok, carry on.

I don't get it...

 

[FlyingV]

 

[MustangSallie]

 

[FlyingV]

LMAO. Did he help you out with that one?

 

[MustangSallie]

LMAO. Did he help you out with that one?

He did...

 

[FlyingV]

okee dokee. Now, moving right along. We still don't know what happened to Mr. Crabbypants.

 

[MustangSallie]

You mean Mr. Sugarbritches? I thought abducted by aliens was the final verdict.

 

[stretchpants]

Would that be Traders World and Turtlecreek?I've been to them many times.I like Caeserscreek too.

We have two huge flea markets places here. One place has 4 booths that sell vape stuff. The other place has at least one booth. There are no other storefront places nearby and they are only operating on weekends.

 

[FlyingV]

Aliens it is then. Let me know when you find the number. Mr. V is back outside. Waiting for the racoons. They stole the chicken feeder while he was in the garage... now it's war.

 

[stretchpants]

Do not let JackAdoubleS's ruin your day. The dogs enjoyed it and you had fun.I used to walk my old Newf up to the dairy queen every night in the summer. I sometimes got him the baseball hat sundae.

Hi Janie, stretchy.

We've got record heat going here right now. I think it's still in the 80s. I took a brief break from work at 4:00pm to go hit up the local DQ for some ice cream. Someone driving by in a car yelled at us while we were standing at the back of our truck with the back window up feeding the dogs vanilla ice cream. Something about ice cream isn't for dogs. WTH, are they the dog police or something? It's not like they get it every day, and it was only 1/3 of a kiddie cone each. Is that dog abuse?