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Alligators in the bay, wild piglets in the yard

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So I spent the afternoon down at the beach and got all relaxed and happy.

Then I just pulled into the driveway and this thread pops into my mind, so... I'm scouring the lots for these mean ol' pigs before I get out. Might as well check for big old Wally Gator too since he's been lingering in the reeds nearby. All clear. As I put my happy sand filled flipflops down on the cement, down from the tree a few feet away slithers a big dark snake and he's coming my way towards my little piggie toes.:yikes: WHY WHY WHY WHY. WHY.

I cannot identify him because for the next several minutes my body was suspended floating in air fumbling around to get the keys in the ignition.

Its 20 minutes later and I'm finally inside. Dont ask. There's a chance my neighbor was quite entertained at the expense of my pride.

My drink of choice is a nice pomegranate martini. (I tell myself the antioxidants counteract the impurities of the vodka. Pffft). Tonight I might just skip the glass and the juice, throw an icecube in my mouth and belly up to the vodka.

Love nature, but why do these guys insist on crossing the lines of my imaginary personal boundaries to scare the holy tomatoes out of me--- ALWAYS while the fiancee is out of town.

I'm ready for that BBQ guys! Let me at that grill.:wave:
 
So I spent the afternoon down at the beach and got all relaxed and happy.

Then I just pulled into the driveway and this thread pops into my mind, so... I'm scouring the lots for these mean ol' pigs before I get out. Might as well check for big old Wally Gator too since he's been lingering in the reeds nearby. All clear. As I put my happy sand filled flipflops down on the cement, down from the tree a few feet away slithers a big dark snake and he's coming my way towards my little piggie toes.:yikes: WHY WHY WHY WHY. WHY.

I cannot identify him because for the next several minutes my body was suspended floating in air fumbling around to get the keys in the ignition.

Its 20 minutes later and I'm finally inside. Dont ask. There's a chance my neighbor was quite entertained at the expense of my pride.

My drink of choice is a nice pomegranate martini. (I tell myself the antioxidants counteract the impurities of the vodka. Pffft). Tonight I might just skip the glass and the juice, throw an icecube in my mouth and belly up to the vodka.

Love nature, but why do these guys insist on crossing the lines of my imaginary personal boundaries to scare the holy tomatoes out of me--- ALWAYS while the fiancee is out of town.

I'm ready for that BBQ guys! Let me at that grill.:wave:

:floor::floor:Funny post!!
(Sorry you got the tomatoes scared out of you:floor:)
 
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So I spent the afternoon down at the beach and got all relaxed and happy.

Then I just pulled into the driveway and this thread pops into my mind, so... I'm scouring the lots for these mean ol' pigs before I get out. Might as well check for big old Wally Gator too since he's been lingering in the reeds nearby. All clear. As I put my happy sand filled flipflops down on the cement, down from the tree a few feet away slithers a big dark snake and he's coming my way towards my little piggie toes.:yikes: WHY WHY WHY WHY. WHY.

I cannot identify him because for the next several minutes my body was suspended floating in air fumbling around to get the keys in the ignition.

Its 20 minutes later and I'm finally inside. Dont ask. There's a chance my neighbor was quite entertained at the expense of my pride.

My drink of choice is a nice pomegranate martini. (I tell myself the antioxidants counteract the impurities of the vodka. Pffft). Tonight I might just skip the glass and the juice, throw an icecube in my mouth and belly up to the vodka.

Love nature, but why do these guys insist on crossing the lines of my imaginary personal boundaries to scare the holy tomatoes out of me--- ALWAYS while the fiancee is out of town.

I'm ready for that BBQ guys! Let me at that grill.:wave:

ENTERTAINMENT!!! :wave:
 
So I spent the afternoon down at the beach and got all relaxed and happy.

Then I just pulled into the driveway and this thread pops into my mind, so... I'm scouring the lots for these mean ol' pigs before I get out. Might as well check for big old Wally Gator too since he's been lingering in the reeds nearby. All clear. As I put my happy sand filled flipflops down on the cement, down from the tree a few feet away slithers a big dark snake and he's coming my way towards my little piggie toes.:yikes: WHY WHY WHY WHY. WHY.

I cannot identify him because for the next several minutes my body was suspended floating in air fumbling around to get the keys in the ignition.

Its 20 minutes later and I'm finally inside. Dont ask. There's a chance my neighbor was quite entertained at the expense of my pride.

My drink of choice is a nice pomegranate martini. (I tell myself the antioxidants counteract the impurities of the vodka. Pffft). Tonight I might just skip the glass and the juice, throw an icecube in my mouth and belly up to the vodka.

Love nature, but why do these guys insist on crossing the lines of my imaginary personal boundaries to scare the holy tomatoes out of me--- ALWAYS while the fiancee is out of town.

I'm ready for that BBQ guys! Let me at that grill.:wave:

Funny post - and welcome to life in Point Washington. You haven't watched "Frogs" yet, have you? :biggrin:

No wildlife sightings today, except for a couple of deer up the road. Then again, I haven't been looking out the window. :blush:
 
Funny post - and welcome to life in Point Washington. You haven't watched "Frogs" yet, have you? :biggrin:

No wildlife sightings today, except for a couple of deer up the road. Then again, I haven't been looking out the window. :blush:

Frogs. Frogs???!! Oh no. You're killing me SN! Whats the matter with frogs. I love frogs. I actually own one that has sunglasses, swings his hips and sings "You give me fever". He's funny as Yell.

Dont tell me there are some kind of super- human-eating freaky frogs here who will snatch me with their 20 foot tongues from my wonderful second story porch and kill me slowly with their skin eating acid venom! I know there are thousands of big loud frogs next to me, I am literally the last house on the edge of big ol' Mother Nature. They are mammoth in size. I quite enjoy them (CURRENTLY) and think they would do quite nicely at our BBQ perhaps.

I dare not inquire further, and yet I'm sure I'll be Googling this within the hour.:shark:
 
So I spent the afternoon down at the beach and got all relaxed and happy.

Then I just pulled into the driveway and this thread pops into my mind, so... I'm scouring the lots for these mean ol' pigs before I get out. Might as well check for big old Wally Gator too since he's been lingering in the reeds nearby. All clear. As I put my happy sand filled flipflops down on the cement, down from the tree a few feet away slithers a big dark snake and he's coming my way towards my little piggie toes.:yikes: WHY WHY WHY WHY. WHY.

I cannot identify him because for the next several minutes my body was suspended floating in air fumbling around to get the keys in the ignition.

Its 20 minutes later and I'm finally inside. Dont ask. There's a chance my neighbor was quite entertained at the expense of my pride.

My drink of choice is a nice pomegranate martini. (I tell myself the antioxidants counteract the impurities of the vodka. Pffft). Tonight I might just skip the glass and the juice, throw an icecube in my mouth and belly up to the vodka.

Love nature, but why do these guys insist on crossing the lines of my imaginary personal boundaries to scare the holy tomatoes out of me--- ALWAYS while the fiancee is out of town.

I'm ready for that BBQ guys! Let me at that grill.:wave:


well...ladies...and gents...I haven't thought of that ONE!!! Pudding shot without the pudding......so much easier and much faster to the ...whatevah...the brain????:biggrin:
 
Dahlin....FROGS.....are what Pt. Washington is all about. You need some PW 101, don't worry you will be all right....(bless your sweet ole heart).........Come to the PWHA meetin' tomorrow at the frog ( I mean family life center) at 3:00. I am bringing the iced tea.......truly...I am serious and you get to meet the BEST of the local color....I might even bring BobbySue....you know BobbySue don't you???? Everyone knows BobbySue.
 
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ChillPill - That was funny!! ..:lol:

"scare the holy tomatoes out of you" - now that's one I've never heard before! Where the heck did that originate?

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Its hard to say, coming from what I thought was a strong, tough, stubborn independent woman, but I humble myself now to say I am in need of PW 101!!

I have an important meeting scheduled for that time tomorrow, but dont you worry, I'm diligently working on my new PW patent-pending invention; its a beautiful compact umbrella with a multi-use carved handle that has mad-max stainless steel spikes, a gun barrel, taser, lasso, duct tape, and a galvanized steel spring loaded fly swatter that will make any potential violator of a PW inhabitant think twice about interfering with the owners right to quiet enjoyment of their property. Ok, just the walkway to the door & inside is all I'm askin.:creepy:
 
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