Kinda been wondering. It's okay if you have. You can tell us.
Dayton
No, and I dont believe in them either so yur gonna have to get a story about the famous "probe" outta someone else. I know that sorta thing excites you.
Back in the late '80s I hung out at a bar in Superior, AZ called Los Hermanos.
It was my hangout during March & April when I helped with spring roundup on the TU Ranch., an annual thing for me about 6 yrs running. One night during the course of the evening the barmaid, Virgie, introduced me to her sister in a very casual way. I said howdy do, ma'am and that was about it. Getting close to closing time the place was about emptied out when all of a sudden the sister walked up behind me with some streamer from a party they had and starts making passes around me with it, wrapping it around me. Virgie leans across the bar and tells me you are going home with US tonight, gringo.
Sweet Mother of Fornication, its my lucky day. Closest I have ever come to gittin religeon. One of those nights where you can stop at 2 when you count yur blessings.
Details of said night cannot be shared here due to the new Virginia Forum Threesome Law, but I will say that seldom has a horse been ridden by someone reeking of whiskey and resembling a glazed doughnut as ol Buster was the following morning. The other dudes riding round-up all kept asking me to break out & share a can of sardines outta my saddle bags and seemed to leave PO'd thinking I had some but wouldnt share. I passed out on top the bunkhouse bed after getting back to the ranch that night and woke to the barn cats all giving me a tongue bath.
A shame I cant tell you more about the bar, Los Hermanos. The place was a regular Carpet Wearhouse. All the music on the jukebox was Mexican but for 1 song by Rod Stewart of all people, and I cant stand the sound of him to this day. Virgie, Estella, and I got together for lunch a few times after that and I was invited to spend & celebrate Cinco de Mayo with them one yr.
Dangit Dayton, now ya made me sad reminiscing about the good ol days and how its lookin like they're gone forever. Thanks, *$#@!@.
Shoer,
12th Degree Ninja
No self respecting intergalactic type Alien would put up with Jeffro
He may have been "abducted" by an Aileen or even an Eileen, possibly even a Aleene ... but no Alien (nor any Alein's ... either :D )
Now, he's gone and told you fo sho that he's been abducted by some Arizona aliens (Mexicana types ... legal/illegal undetermined ...) Guess you'll have to settle for that :D And, now you have even more reason to share a ride in The Infamous Onion ... to get "the rest of the story" !!!
... cp![]()
I think first off, Jeffro would introduce them to "herbal treatments". This would result in another Roswell, and we'd know fo sho who was doing what then.
By the way Jeff check your pm's.
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Shoer
Just to continue this line of enquiry concerning aliens and I having never experienced or observed alien encroachments have always wondered would I even report such an observation without other witnesses of corroboration.
As an example you are driving a long an expanse of open highway in the Midwest or west late at night with no other vehicles around, without any herbal or ethanol influences meandering through your cerebrum and a classical saucer shaped craft lands in the highway and sits there as you get out of your vehicle and walk around studying this strange obstruction in the road. You then enter the craft, by force or on your on volition it doesn’t matter here and take off orbiting the earth a couple times and zoom out of the solar system approaching the speed of light and cruse around the universe for an hour or so and then return to your car and you are released to continue on your way. You continue on you way home with out any verifying pictures, artifacts or marks on your body.
Now my question to you or any of the other folks on this board would you report such an incident to family, friends or media or just carry it with you in to avoid the inevitable derision that would be experienced like previous reporters of similar incidents have experienced.
Shoer now I’m guessing from your previous posts about your past that some folks here would tend to think you would have been experiencing some mental impairment if in fact your body was actually free of psychogenic agents back during the good old days.
Oh well enough of my ramblings on this subject on an obvious non fishing day for me. Just curious as to how other would report on such a happening for them.![]()
For all you statist collectivist liberal utopians take heed!
"Those who seek to create heaven on earth and who, to this end, subvert the liberty of others and embrace the administrative entitlements state will sooner or later become its victims." Paul A. Rahe
This one time, at band camp, someone left the closet door open. Later, a child picked me up with it's mind power and shook me like a dog. I saddled up and went to infinity and beyond.
I also worked at a gas station once and witnessed many defective cans. Later, I invented the Opti-Grab. On a side not, a guy can go broke while only spending $1.09 at a time.
And don't call me Shirley.
Dayton
LBM, I never fret about if there are those who would detract from the honesty of my posts. Having been there myself is all the gratification I need.
Backtu brings up a good observation in that I would undoubtedly turn-on any aliens I encounter and this in itself would be cause for question about the reality of the matter. But take a minute to ponder the thought processes that would lead one to question my accuracy in reporting because of the WF. (weed factor)
This is misleading thinking. While at the surface the implied skepticism is because of the mind-altering qualities of cannabis, this type of narrow-minded thinking robs a truly great individual of his achievement. MLK has gone down in history as a great humanitarian, rightfully so. Nelson Mandela, Sister Theresa, Ghandi, much the same.
Why then should I be doubted and skepticised when I am offering to smoke the peace pipe on an intergalactic level?
See what I mean. And you can hardly fault a guy for a little harmless rope burning in this day of going green, organics, etc....
Thank you for yur input on this matter clear from the Dust Bowl.
Shoer,
12th Degree Ninja
Shoe, as LBM hails from the ditch weed capitol of the country, I’m willing to bet he’s a couple of steps ahead of you in your sprint to the alien shaman lodge. Note the dream-state sound of the proposed hypothetical. “Hey man—what if---?”
Last edited by Oyster; 09-18-2008 at 08:06 AM.
I also worked at a gas station once and witnessed many defective cans. Later, I invented the Opti-Grab. On a side not, a guy can go broke while only spending $1.09 at a time.
You forgot about finding your special purpose.
Father of 4 time bash winner. At least I'm pretty sure