True Confessions Of A Hog ! ! !

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this my hoggly friends is a true story. only the names and grunts have been changed to protect the innocent.

i thought you all might enjoy reading this...

the true meaning of "NO REGRETS" :thumbup::cool:




"Hi Vicki,

I hope your husband knows what a mighty fine woman he has !! I was
glued to my computer the whole evening and yes it paid off around
quarter past the midnight hour. Managed to get my stash and slink off
to bed. Quiet as a mouse I lifted the sheets and there was not a
movement from the sleeping form there. So I settle hardly breathing
and wait for a comment, ....... nothing. So I breath out and start
counting my Busse collection (thats how I get to sleep every night).
So I get past the Wardens into the AD's, through the meaners and
then there is a sudden movement to my right and a single
sentence........... "You're Sick, I have to get help for you" !!
You know what Vicki, I still slept good cause them FOUR sweet baby
Busse's is a sailing ma way !!

Thanks and best regards,
P.H."



if you have a TRUE story as good as this one, please post it here!





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Vicki showed me how to score the most good eatin' at Fogos. I wuv Vicki! ;)
 
I want to know who that is so I get him on the same "do not buy from list" as the back shavers.
 
I think Skunk edited out all the sultry parts.





You know, when the guy was really fondling the knives instead of counting them in his head.
 
Skunker, this one was sent to the Shop by mistake.

Sounds like you've got a fan that could go nuclear any minute!
:eek: :D :thumbup:

Dear Penthouse Fo... (oops, sorry)

Dear Skunk,

I just wanted to take the time to let you know that, thanks to you, Busse products have revitalized my relationship with women. Before I started carrying Busses, no woman ever looked at me below the waist. Nowadays though, I get lots of awed stares in the grocery store when I’m selecting produce and wearing my Busse FFBM on one hip, an AK-47 on the other hip, and a GW tucked into the small of my back in an IWB sheath. Women see me and forget everything else they’re doing. Why, just last week, a hot 30-something lady knocked over an entire display of pineapples just because she couldn’t take her eyes off me. Based on where she was gawking, I just know she was checking out my goods and thinking about what a hot time we could have with nothing but a big, ripe cantaloupe and some mineral oil (for the Busse scales, of course). I can’t wait to actually get a date with one of these women. However, it may take a few more knives on my belt before I really start attracting attention. After I give blood four more times and get my next two paychecks, I’ll have more INFI on the way. Somebody’s going to score that week, and it’s going to be ME! Thanks, Skunk, for giving me the advantage I needed!

Signed,
Busse Lover
 
TonyG, have you been hanging out at the grocery store again? :confused:
 
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