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I am gay and your dad loved it. LOL (tooootally kidding)

That's not being gay. That's called being a whore. :p

Come to think of it, why yes it is. :p

Why is it always New Mexico? Why can't these crazy people bury their treasure in New Jersey or Rhode Island for Hell's sake?

Oh, har har. :p

Apparently he's some kind of super troll. And a complete idiot.

A UFO can be anything. I didn't know what it was so that makes it unidentified. It could have been military or Santa Claus on a bender. But, aliens? Common, guys! (to quote a fellow poster).

Actually El Chupacabra is not a New Mexico phenomenon. We know what animals with mange look like. That's a story that started in Puerto Rico.

A pussy willow if you will...ow.

Skinwalkers are associated with lightning. They go dormant during the winter and become active after it warms up and we start getting thunderstorms. I'm not going to go into detail because it's nighttime and they scare the living shit out of me. addendum: I know most of you think I'm batshit...

Sounds like Great Horned Owls. They're pretty common across the U.S. :p

Amen to that, brother. Amen. There are nights that I won't step foot outside. You just get this vibe. The dogs will curl around your feet and won't budge. That's usually my cue to shut the curtains, lock the windows and pray for dawn.

That's a skunk's way of saying, "don't fuck with me or you'll be sorry." LOL

We had our first thunder storm last week. That means it's Skinwalker season again. ::shudder::

I had one living in the tree next to my room. A Western Screech Owl. Cute little guy. I would listen to him call at night and fell asleep to it.

No matter how many sock puppet accounts you make you're always going to give yourself away by confusing come on with common. Nice try.

LOTS of pussy!

Fucking bats. I hate those little bastards. They are always buzzing us when we're outside. All I can think about is RABIES!! OH MY GOD, RABIES!!! and I run screaming into the house. Bats are God's revenge for unmarried sex..... and fried liver... oh and the French. I don't know what to...

I've only seen one that I can't explain. I was watching with my dad and we both saw a light change course and go off in a different direction. I asked my dad, "Did you see that?" "Yep" was all he said. We never talked about it. Just one of those things I guess. :p

Exactly. With practice you can learn anything. I taught myself to play the mandolin. Which was very difficult for me. I'm used to structure and set fingerings. Mandolin playing is all over the fucking place with alternate fingerings and chords. I spent many a night banging my head against...