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Awesome. Couldn't hear what the punk said when the vet got off the bus but it sounded something like, "Come back here old man and I'll let you whup my punk-a$* again."

Sorry guys. My hunting is over. Season ended last Sunday. As I said in a previous post, I shot a doe during regular rifle season but I forgot to take qualifying photos of her, me and the tag for the contest. But, I figured all was not lost - I could fill a doe tag during the antlerless season Jan 1-10. Had to work the first weekend and should have been able to take one the last weekend - Jan 9 & 10. Things went south on the new house and had to take care of that and I didn't get out. So, if we lose by a doe it's my fault. Good luck to the rest of you.

Cannot attest to the accuracy of this report . . . but it sounds about right . . . Three Reported Missing After Animal Rights Activists Take "War on Leather" to Motorcycle Gang Rally. Pennsylvania - Three Reported Missing After Animal Rights Activists Take "War on Leather" to Motorcycle Gang Rally. Johnstown, PA: Local and state police scoured the hills outside rural Johnstown, Pennsylvania, after reports of three animal rights activists going missing after attempting to protest the wearing of leather at a large motorcycle gang rally this weekend. Two others, previously reported missing, were discovered by fast food workers "duct taped inside several fast food restaurant dumpsters," according to police officials. "Something just went wrong," said a still visibly shaken organizer of the protest. "Something just went horribly, horribly, wrong." The organizer said a group of concerned animal rights activist groups, "growing tired of throwing fake blood and shouting profanities at older women wearing leather or fur coats," decided to protest the annual motorcycle club event "in a hope to show them our outrage at their wanton use of leather in their clothing and motor bike seats." "In fact," said the organizer. "Motorcycle gangs are one of the biggest abusers of wearing leather, and we decided it was high time that we let them know that we disagree with them using it... Ergo, they should stop." According to witnesses, protesters arrived at the event in a vintage 1960's era Volkswagen van and began to pelt the gang members with balloons filled with red colored water, simulating blood, and shouting "you're murderers" to passers by. This, evidently, is when the brouhaha began. "They peed on me!!!" charged one activist. "They grabbed me, said I looked like I was French, started calling me 'La Trene', and duct taped me to a tree so they could pee on me all day!" "I... I was trying to show my outrage at a man with a heavy leather jacket. And, he... he didn't even care. I called him a murderer, and all he said was, 'You can't prove that.' Next thing I know is he forced me to ride on the back of his motorcycle all day, and not let me off, because 'his girl friend was out of town and I was almost a woman'." Still others claimed they were forced to eat hamburgers and hot dogs under duress. Those who resisted were allegedly held down while several bikers "farted on their heads." Police officials declined comments on any leads or arrests due to the ongoing nature of the investigation, however, organizers for the motorcycle club rally expressed "surprise" at the allegations. "That's preposterous," said one high ranking member of the biker organizing committee. "We were having a party, and these people showed up and were very rude to us. They threw things at us, called us names, and tried to ruin the entire event. So, what did we do? We invited them to the party! What could be more friendly than that? You know, just because we are all members of motorcycle clubs does not mean we do not care about inclusiveness. Personally, I think it shows a lack of character for them to be saying such nasty things about us after we bent over backwards to make them feel welcome." When confronted with the allegations of force feeding the activists meat, using them as ad hoc latrines, leaving them incapacitated in fast food restaurant dumpsters, and 'farting on their heads,' the organizer declined to comment in detail. "That's just our secret handshake," assured the organizer.

Well, regular season is over for me. Too many things against me this year. Rut was over two weeks before rifle season; outfitters had tons of out-of-staters in - none knowing what a fence means; and a new job that kept me out of the field until the last three days. No one was seing many deer let alone bucks. Finally, last 3 minutes of regular season I shot a doe. Then to make it even worse I can't score it for the team because I forgot to take a picture of it, me and the tag. But, all is not lost. We have a doe season in January and I'll get another one then and not forget to document it for the points.

Well, regular season is over for me. Too many things against me this year. Rut was over two weeks before rifle season; outfitters had tons of out-of-staters in - none knowing what a fence means; and a new job that kept me out of the field until the last three days. No one was seing many deer let alone bucks. Finally, last 3 minutes of regular season I shot a doe. Then to make it even worse I can't score it for the team because I forgot to take a picture of it, me and the tag. But, all is not lost. We have a doe season in January and I'll get another one then and not forget to document it for the points.

Well, regular season is over for me. Too many things against me this year. Rut was over two weeks before rifle season; outfitters had tons of out-of-staters in - none knowing what a fence means; and a new job that kept me out of the field until the last three days. No one was seing many deer let alone bucks. Finally, last 3 minutes of regular season I shot a doe. Then to make it even worse I can't score it for the team because I forgot to take a picture of it, me and the tag. But, all is not lost. We have a doe season in January and I'll get another one then and not forget to document it for the points.

no - veterans day

Absolutely scarey that a 60 year old cartoon could have foretold what was in store for America.

76% (603,397 votes) for FOX

I do something similar but added some. Try this: Jimmy Dean's Hot Sausage 2 cloves minced garlic 1 can Rotel (hot if you like a little more heat) 1 brick Velveeta cheese (they have one that is for nachos) Put Velveeta and Rotel in a crock pot and start melting. While melting cheese - crumble and cook sausage in a skillet. About half way cooked add garlic. When fully cooked drain grease and then pour sausage into melt(ing)(ed) cheese and stir.

Just an attempt to minimize those who would tell the truth. But, I dare say, it will back fire on them.

http://www.resistnet.com/video/mr-obama-tear-down-this-wall

We get them at Dillon's here and they are good. They have them at Wal-Mart too but I like the ones from Dillon's better. I got tired of the rib-eyes and t-bones being real fatty - and expensive. These are marbled just right, inexpensive, and about the most tender steak I've had. Great for grilling.

He's done nothing other than globe trot and apologize for Americans. He's apologizing to the same people who don't like America but who take billions of our foreign aid dollars every year. Keep our money and give them something to really ***** about. Apologizing for America is un-American and doesn't deserve a prize of any kind.

When I was in a soldier followed orders - unless the order was illegal and/or had the potential to cause harm or death to another. Report it to the supervisor's supervisor - but know you'll be on the supervisor's list.

"I cannot undertake to lay my finger on that article of the Constitution which granted a right to Congress of expending, on objects of benevolence, the money of their constituents..." --James Madison In East Tennessee lived a fellow who was the region's most famous frontiersman. David Crockett was his name. He has been immortalized as a folk hero, known for his battles with the Red Stick Creek Indians under Andrew Jackson, and his last stand at the Alamo with fellow Patriots James Bowie from Kentucky and William Travis from South Carolina . Crockett battled the Creek side-by-side with fellow Tennessean Sam Houston, but both men were friends to the Cherokee clans, which were composed of highly civilized native peoples living in the border regions between Tennessee and North Carolina . At the end of his formal service as a soldier, he was elected Lieutenant Colonel of the Tennessee Militia. Crockett is less known for the several terms he served in Congress between 1827 and 1835 during the presidency of his old commander, Andrew Jackson. Crockett's friend, Sam Houston, had been elected governor of Tennessee . (Houston, who would later become governor of Texas , is the only American in history to serve as governor of two states.) Though he had little formal education, Crockett exuded a commanding presence and was feared, if not loathed, by his more refined congressional colleagues for his backwoods rhetoric. In one of his more legendary orations, Crockett proclaimed: "Mr. Speaker ... the gentleman from Massachusetts [Mr. Everett] talks of summing up the merits of the question, but I'll sum up my own. In one word I'm a screamer, and have got the roughest racking horse, the prettiest sister, the surest rifle and the ugliest dog in the district. I'm a leetle the savagest crittur you ever did see. My father can whip any man in Kentucky , and I can lick my father. I can out-speak any man on this floor, and give him two hours start. I can run faster, dive deeper, stay longer under, and come out drier, than any chap this side the big Swamp. I can outlook a panther and outstare a flash of lightning, tote a steamboat on my back and play at rough and tumble with a lion, and an occasional kick from a zebra." Crockett continued, "I can take the rag off -- frighten the old folks -- astonish the natives -- and beat the Dutch all to smash, make nothing of sleeping under a blanket of snow and don't mind being frozen more than a rotten apple. I can walk like an ox, run like a fox, swim like an eel, yell like an Indian, fight like a devil, spout like an earthquake, make love like a mad bull, and swallow a Mexican whole without choking if you butter his head and pin his ears back." What I wouldn't give to hear a tad more of that on the floor of the House these days! Though his rhetoric may have been unorthodox, Crockett was a man of principle. His fervent opposition to Andrew Jackson's Indian Removal Act of 1830 (forcing removal of the peaceful Cherokee tribes along the infamous "Trail of Tears") cost Crockett his congressional seat, but he declared, "I bark at no man's bid. I will never come and go, and fetch and carry, at the whistle of the great man in the White House no matter who he is." But it was Crockett's stalwart opposition to unconstitutional spending that is most worth noting given today's congressional penchant for such spending in the trillions. According to the Register of Debates for the House of Representatives, 20th Congress, 1st Session on April 2, 1828 , Crocket stood to challenge the constitutionality of one of the earliest welfare spending bills. While the exact text of his speech was not recorded in full (as that was not the practice of the time), the spirit of his words was captured years later under the heading "Not yours to give" in the book "The Life of Colonel David Crockett" by Edward Ellis. Ellis wrote, "One day in the House of Representatives a bill was taken up appropriating money for the benefit of a widow of a distinguished naval officer. Several beautiful speeches had been made in its support. The Speaker was just about to put the question when Crockett arose..." According to Ellis, Crockett said, "Mr. Speaker; I have as much respect for the memory of the deceased, and as much sympathy for the sufferings of the living, if suffering there be, as any man in this House, but we must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for a part of the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living. I will not go into an argument to prove that Congress has not the power to appropriate this money as an act of charity. Every member upon this floor knows it. We have the right, as individuals, to give away as much of our own money as we please in charity; but as members of Congress we have no right so to appropriate a dollar of the public money. Some eloquent appeals have been made to us upon the ground that it is a debt due the deceased. Mr. Speaker, the deceased lived long after the close of the war; he was in office to the day of his death, and I have never heard that the government was in arrears to him. "Every man in this House knows it is not a debt. We cannot, without the grossest corruption, appropriate this money as the payment of a debt. We have not the semblance of authority to appropriate it as charity. Mr. Speaker, I have said we have the right to give as much money of our own as we please. I am the poorest man on this floor. I cannot vote for this bill, but I will give one week's pay to the object, and if every member of Congress will do the same, it will amount to more than the bill asks." Though the measure was expected to receive unanimous support, after Crockett's objection, it did not pass. Be sure you are right... Ellis recounts that Crocket was later asked by a friend why he had opposed the appropriation, and he replied: "Several years ago I was one evening standing on the steps of the Capitol with some other members of Congress, when our attention was attracted by a great light over in Georgetown . It was evidently a large fire. We jumped into a hack and drove over as fast as we could. In spite of all that could be done, many houses were burned and many families made houseless, and, besides, some of them had lost all but the clothes they had on. The weather was very cold, and when I saw so many women and children suffering, I felt that something ought to be done for them. The next morning a bill was introduced appropriating $20,000 for their relief. We put aside all other business and rushed it through as soon as it could be done." Crocket explained, "The next summer, when it began to be time to think about election, I concluded I would take a scout around among the boys of my district. I had no opposition there, but, as the election was some time off, I did not know what might turn up. When riding one day in a part of my district in which I was more of a stranger than any other, I saw a man in a field plowing and coming toward the road. I gauged my gait so that we should meet as he came to the fence. As he came up, I spoke to the man. He replied politely, but, as I thought, rather coldly. "I began: 'Well, friend, I am one of those unfortunate beings called candidates, and..." His constituent interrupted, "Yes I know you; you are Colonel Crockett. I have seen you once before, and voted for you the last time you were elected. I suppose you are out electioneering now, but you had better not waste your time or mine, I shall not vote for you again." Crockett replied, "This was a sockdolager ... I begged him to tell me what was the matter." The farmer said, "Well, Colonel, it is hardly worth-while to waste time or words upon it. I do not see how it can be mended, but you gave a vote last winter which shows that either you have not capacity to understand the Constitution, or that you are wanting in the honesty and firmness to be guided by it. In either case you are not the man to represent me. But I beg your pardon for expressing it in that way. I did not intend to avail myself of the privilege of the constituent to speak plainly to a candidate for the purpose of insulting or wounding you. I intend by it only to say that your understanding of the Constitution is very different from mine; and I will say to you what, but for my rudeness, I should not have said, that I believe you to be honest. But an understanding of the Constitution different from mine I cannot overlook, because the Constitution, to be worth anything, must be held sacred, and rigidly observed in all its provisions. The man who wields power and misinterprets it is the more dangerous the more honest he is." Crocket responded, "Well, my friend; I may as well own up. You have got me there. But certainly nobody will complain that a great and rich country like ours should give the insignificant sum of $20,000 to relieve its suffering women and children, particularly with a full and overflowing Treasury, and I am sure, if you had been there, you would have done just as I did." But the farmer fired back, "It is not the amount, Colonel, that I complain of; it is the principle. In the first place, the government ought to have in the Treasury no more than enough for its legitimate purposes. But that has nothing with the question. The power of collecting and disbursing money at pleasure is the most dangerous power that can be entrusted to man. ... So you see, Colonel, you have violated the Constitution in what I consider a vital point. It is a precedent fraught with danger to the country, for when Congress once begins to stretch its power beyond the limits of the Constitution, there is no limit to it, and no security for the people." Thus, Crockett explained of his opposition to support the widow of that distinguished naval officer: "Now, sir, you know why I made that speech yesterday." Today, there are but a handful of Senate and House incumbents who dare support and defend the Constitution as Crockett did. But there are candidates emerging around the nation who, with our support, will deliver orations as brazen and eloquent, and stand firm behind those words. - adapted from the October 1 Patriot Post

You talking about out of the can? Or do you have a recipe? If recipe - share?

Are you the one that originally posted it? Thanx. I tried it last year at deer camp and everyone loved it. Did it with blue cheese dressing. Caused a lot of heartburn. So since then I've used the ranch dressing and no complaints of heartburn. I also cheat on the chicken. I get the pre-cooked frozen chiken fajita strips at Wal-Mart and let them thaw out and chop them up real fine. Adds another layer of flavor. Our deer camp guys get together at the farm (our deer camp) for Super Bowl Sunday. Last year I made a double batch for the 5 of us and 6-7 guests. Gone in an hour. Again, thanx. You're our hero.

Not odd at all. There's a reason they sound alike and mean the same.

And if you like green bean casserole as a side, you owe it to yourself to make it from scratch rather than the canned mushroom soup. 1 can Fried Onions ½ teaspoon kosher salt ½ teaspoon fresh ground pepper 16 oz can French-cut green beans 2 tablespoons butter 12 ounces mushrooms, sliced and rough chopped 2 cloves garlic, minced ¼ teaspoon freshly ground nutmeg 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour 1 cup chicken broth 1 cup half-and-half 1-2 cups grated cheddar cheese Nonstick cooking spray Preheat the oven to 475 degrees F. Melt the butter in a 12-inch cast iron skillet set over medium-high heat. Add the mushrooms, 1 teaspoon salt and pepper and cook, stirring occasionally, until the mushrooms begin to give up some of their liquid, approximately 4 to 5 minutes. Add the garlic and nutmeg and continue to cook for another 1 to 2 minutes. Sprinkle the flour over the mixture and stir to combine. Cook for 1 minute. Add the broth and high simmer for 1 minute. Decrease the heat to medium-low and add the half-and-half. Cook until the mixture thickens, stirring often, approximately 6 to 8 minutes (keep a close eye because it will thicken very quickly). Remove from the heat and stir in 1/4 of the fried onions (hand-crumbled) and all of the green beans and place mixture into a casserole dish that’s been lightly sprayed with non-stick cooking spray. Top with the remaining onions and cheddar cheese. Place in the oven and bake until bubbly, approximately 15 minutes. Remove and serve immediately.

Murphy's BBQ Meatloaf 1 lb Ground beef – lean (venison if you have it) 1 lb Sausage (Jimmy Dean Hot if you like a little more flavor) 1 c Breadcrumbs - fine 2 Onions - medium, chopped fine 4-6 oz mushrooms, chopped 1 tbsp favorite seasoning mix 1 tbsp Curry powder 2 tbsp brown sugar 1/2 c Water Salt and pepper to taste 1 tbsp Italian Seasoning 1 Egg - beaten 2-3 cloves roasted garlic, minced 1/2 c Milk Sauce: 1 Onion - chopped fine 1-2 cloves roasted garlic, minced 1/4 c Water 1/2 c Ketchup 1/4 c Dry red wine or beef stock 1/4 c Worcestershire sauce 2 tbsp Vinegar 1 tbsp Instant coffee 1 tbsp favorite seasoning mix 1/4 c Brown sugar - packed 1 oz Margarine 2 tsp Lemon juice Loaf: Combine meats, breadcrumbs, onions, salt, pepper, garlic, parsley, curry, brown sugar and egg in large bowl. Mix well. Mix milk and water and add to meat mixture a little at a time until smooth but firm. Shape into loaf and put into greased baking pan. Bake 1 hour and 15 minutes at 375 degrees F (to an internal temp of 160 - 165 degrees). Let rest for 10 minutes. Sauce: Sauté onions in margarine until golden and add all other ingredients. Bring slowly to a boil, lower heat and simmer 10 to 15 minutes. (also great with ribs or chicken). After loaf has cooked for 45 minutes, pour half of the sauce over the meat, return to oven and bake 30 minutes more. Let stand 10 minutes and then serve loaf hot in thick slices with remaining sauce. Also makes great sandwiches. The mushrooms in the loaf not only add texture but when they release their juices it helps to keep the loaf from getting to dry. You can follow Snipe's smoking. I prefer a slower smoke/cook so I do mine at 230 - 250 for a little longer - to an inside temp of 160 - 165. Also, when smoking, don't baste with the sauce. Serve it with the meatloaf. I normally will double or triple the recipe for a 4 to 6 pound meatloaf so there's plenty left over for sandwiches.

Just thought to check in and see what's happening. Any name works for me. Gun hunter here. Kansas firearms is Dec 2 thru 13 and an antlerless season Jan 1 thru 10. Unfortunately, I'm changing jobs in a couple weeks so won't have the vacation time to spend in the field the whole season and will only get to hunt about 4 days of the season. Good luck to all.

Welcome to the forums. 33 years in law enforcement - last 8 as head of a 4-county drug task force. However, grant funding has ended so I'm starting in two weeks as the Chief of a south-central Kansas police department.

You gotta try the smoked meatloaf. I've got a pretty good recipe myself and when I first got my new smoker meatloaf was the first thing I smoked on it. Awesome. There'll never be another meatloaf in my oven.

We don't have to cheat to win. The limits of the Constitution are there for a reason. Circumventing the Constitution is no excuse for lazy or ineffective investigation.