AxeZ06
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Horrific scenes from Toronto, where security forced Maple Leafs fan to stay in the stands through all of Game 1
billy bob and the trooper.
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Ya, my wife showed me that! lol. I never watch the leafs live, so that could be me!
I started an NHL playoffs thread in the off topics section. Maybe your wife would like to comment there too.... lol..Ya, my wife showed me that! lol. I never watch the leafs live, so that could be me!
He's going about it the wrong way if he wants to find the frame! LOL
LE BARON
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Would recommend a heavier grit to get rid of the superfluous stuff to get to the metal
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A young man is travelling down a deserted country road late one stormy night, and decides to test his 'self-proclaimed' superlative driving skills.
The ill-fated decision inevitably lands him upside down in a ditch (obviously it wasn't a Corvette), badly injured, both physically and emotionally.
To add to his misfortune, there is not a single light to be seen in the distance, and the only sounds of the night are of that of hungry wolves.
His car is a mess, as is he.
His broken limbs and the remnants of his car almost meld together.
He is now trapped by the seat belts originally designed to save him.
All of a sudden, as if by miracle, a three-legged pig pops his head into the car, quickly and attentively purveys the situation, then chews the belts through, allowing freedom for our driver.
Instantaneously, the pig grabs him by his collar and literally drags him for miles to an obscure, dimly lit farmhouse.
Once safely on the front porch, the pig knocks and the door opens, only to reveal an elderly, lone man, whose tranquil words are directed at the pig, "Put him up on the couch".
"What's going on here?", asked the rather bewildered traveller, thinking perhaps he must still be delusional from his incident.
"What do you mean, Friend", asked the old man.
"This pig of yours, it just dragged me for miles, probably saving my life, and he's only got three legs", said our racer.
"Well, yes, he's a very special pig", the old man began.
"Just last year this pig ran across the back field for five miles to the neighbours, only to rescue their horses from a barn fire."
"A few years before that, I had fallen down the stairs, and much like yourself, that pig dragged me back up here to safety."
"Just this morning, before you had your 'bump-in-the-night', I watched him assist one of the cattle here through a tough birthing session."
"Wait a minute, please", said our boy, "This "special pig" of yours, for all of his virtues, has only three legs".
"Well, of course", retorted our old man, "A 'special' pig like that, you don't just eat him all at once."
That's the best I've got folks.
The ill-fated decision inevitably lands him upside down in a ditch (obviously it wasn't a Corvette), badly injured, both physically and emotionally.
To add to his misfortune, there is not a single light to be seen in the distance, and the only sounds of the night are of that of hungry wolves.
His car is a mess, as is he.
His broken limbs and the remnants of his car almost meld together.
He is now trapped by the seat belts originally designed to save him.
All of a sudden, as if by miracle, a three-legged pig pops his head into the car, quickly and attentively purveys the situation, then chews the belts through, allowing freedom for our driver.
Instantaneously, the pig grabs him by his collar and literally drags him for miles to an obscure, dimly lit farmhouse.
Once safely on the front porch, the pig knocks and the door opens, only to reveal an elderly, lone man, whose tranquil words are directed at the pig, "Put him up on the couch".
"What's going on here?", asked the rather bewildered traveller, thinking perhaps he must still be delusional from his incident.
"What do you mean, Friend", asked the old man.
"This pig of yours, it just dragged me for miles, probably saving my life, and he's only got three legs", said our racer.
"Well, yes, he's a very special pig", the old man began.
"Just last year this pig ran across the back field for five miles to the neighbours, only to rescue their horses from a barn fire."
"A few years before that, I had fallen down the stairs, and much like yourself, that pig dragged me back up here to safety."
"Just this morning, before you had your 'bump-in-the-night', I watched him assist one of the cattle here through a tough birthing session."
"Wait a minute, please", said our boy, "This "special pig" of yours, for all of his virtues, has only three legs".
"Well, of course", retorted our old man, "A 'special' pig like that, you don't just eat him all at once."
That's the best I've got folks.
Not sure if we've seen this.
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We know Rruuff is not a vegetarian!
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