Ramslammer "mans up" soon
Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:27 am
Hello all and sundry,
Just got back from another "working holiday", (gad life is tough). Travelled a tad over 4000kms through Australia's western deserts and had a great time as usual. Only had to fix a couple of flat tyres and roll one crook camel during the 26 day trip (only 799,999 camels to go, hurray!!). I could rave on about how good I have it most of the time, however very soon I will be forced into close proximity with a certain stinking Pom, who I can now say is Autralian as he has a new passport to prove it. Suffice to say I'm currently drafting a stern letter to the mob who hands out such documents. I feel they they must have some serious loopholes in the system to let that bugger in....
Onto the reason for this post, it would appear that the Chairman will soon take delivery of a "new" .375 Marlin. Simply put he has had to MAN-UP and get a big boys gun as he has finally realised that the sh*#box .44 is only for those not serious about the sport....... The delivery date for said rifle is fast approaching and I'm certain a short, slimy toad will be waiting in the wings to grab the firearm and get a shot out of it before the rightful owner has a chance. (Heaven help the Church Bell next door). This is the custom in far flung Tasmania, and it is anyones guess what else this custom encompasses. Because of this new development the Chairman now also wears another nickname, Maxi Mick. Lets be honest you really couldn't call him Mini Mick could you?
It is also distressing to see what other low creatures have been let onto this fine forum of late. I turn my back for a couple of weeks and we now have a Chrony shooting Queenslander on board. God help us when Jerkoff learns how to two finger type.
Regards to all and hope your all over your Snowball hangovers.
Outback Mick
Just got back from another "working holiday", (gad life is tough). Travelled a tad over 4000kms through Australia's western deserts and had a great time as usual. Only had to fix a couple of flat tyres and roll one crook camel during the 26 day trip (only 799,999 camels to go, hurray!!). I could rave on about how good I have it most of the time, however very soon I will be forced into close proximity with a certain stinking Pom, who I can now say is Autralian as he has a new passport to prove it. Suffice to say I'm currently drafting a stern letter to the mob who hands out such documents. I feel they they must have some serious loopholes in the system to let that bugger in....
Onto the reason for this post, it would appear that the Chairman will soon take delivery of a "new" .375 Marlin. Simply put he has had to MAN-UP and get a big boys gun as he has finally realised that the sh*#box .44 is only for those not serious about the sport....... The delivery date for said rifle is fast approaching and I'm certain a short, slimy toad will be waiting in the wings to grab the firearm and get a shot out of it before the rightful owner has a chance. (Heaven help the Church Bell next door). This is the custom in far flung Tasmania, and it is anyones guess what else this custom encompasses. Because of this new development the Chairman now also wears another nickname, Maxi Mick. Lets be honest you really couldn't call him Mini Mick could you?
It is also distressing to see what other low creatures have been let onto this fine forum of late. I turn my back for a couple of weeks and we now have a Chrony shooting Queenslander on board. God help us when Jerkoff learns how to two finger type.
Regards to all and hope your all over your Snowball hangovers.
Outback Mick