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It’s a little like the old days, we used to call up the “Flying Doctor Service”. Always at 0830. it would go like this:

Good morning doctor, it’s Ian from “Riversliegh”.. there’d be a short silence, and then, what have you done to your self this time?.

Come off a horse again Doctor, I’ve hurt my shoulder again, but still getting around.

Then he would say, did you finish that course of 375? (All pills were a number to us on the stations, and were replenished as needed) the doctor would then ask you to go through a few simple exorcises. Don’t sound like anything is broke. Call again tomorrow and let me know how you are.

Sometimes I think you deliberately fall off just to get a chat on.

Thank's Doctor.

Thank’s Guys.
 
I'm not sure what XXXX is but I'd be willing to drink a gallon of it or so!

Yeah, I know, I'm a giver. . . A gosh darned giver!!!!:D
 
Sometimes we used to have to aerial bait Dingo’s and pigs, my job was to sit up the back of the plane throwing meat chunks out through a chute. It was supposed contain 1080 poison, but I knew better, it would have to have been xxxx. No poison could roll them that fast.
The pilot had the easy job, just sitting there missing trees and telling me if I was going to be sick, do it in a bin and not on the floor of his plane.:D
 
Did someone say XXXX stuff??? I think I've been drinking that all night long!!(having a little hard time typing). Good Morning to ya!!

Shaggi:D
 
Uh Oh ....is right...I'm back!LOL!!

Shaggi:D

(Are you scared???If your scared, say your scared!!!!!)

Shaggi:p
 
If you think I'm sceeeeeart. . . . Wait 'til you see what's waitin' for you on Monday!!!!:eek: :eek: :eek: :D ;)
 
Shaggi,
If you have been drinking xxxx all night long, you would still be looking for the computer.:D
 
I am dancing with the computer....it's telling me to go to bed so that I can get up tomorrow and drive home so that I can be home safe and sound to go to work for Jerry on Tuesday (ha,ha).

Shaggi
:D
 
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