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Comments: If you can find an ice covered lake or pond in the summer and the ice is thick enough, the fish would be yours for the taking. You don't want your ice hole too big or things could fall in. Most people take their bob houses in for the summer....don't want them getting hit by boats or jet skis.
Comments: I just thought the hole got bigger in the summer.
Comments: Jack and Rick, I'm surprised at your lack of knowledge regarding ice fishing, its rules and its terminology. Everyone knows you can't ice fish in the summer. That's why they are called "BOB" houses. When the ice melts the houses just bob around in the water all summer till the next hard freeze and then it's break out the peas and start fishing again. Sheeesh !
Comments: JAda, can you go Ice hole fishing in July or is it closed for the season?
Comments: bob house aka ice shanty, ice fishing house
Comments: Jada; if the house owner's name is not bob is it still a bob houose?? Dale; you gave Von 4 cow WHATS????
Comments: We went ice fishing over the weekend. It is an interesting sport. Our nephew has a bob house on the lake where he lives, so we went out with him. It doesn't require much equipment...just a bag of frozen peas and an ice auger. You cut a hole in the ice with the auger and sprinkle the bag of peas around the hole. Just sit back and wait....when a fish comes up to take a pea...just kick him in the ice hole!
Comments: SHIPPER MY A**!!!!!!
Comments: JAda, We won't be selling our bull calves until the late Fall. Any way "Bull Shipper" has 2 P's in the word. Not T's. It's a common mistake with those hard consonant sounds. Maybe you could take spelling lessons with that Karen Davis lady.  
Comments: Why, oh why do I go into these stories thinking there's going to be a redeemable factor at the end!!
Comments: ..................................and bull ****ter (there are 2 ts in that word, aren't there?)
Comments: As I sit here shaking my head, I am thinking that I got taken again by the great Guy Smiley.....Dale, you are quite the entertainer.
Comments: My first superintendent job was in Era, a town about the same size as its' name. There were 352 people and it had been that way for years. Every time a baby was born, someone left town. The only road through town went right through the car wash. You get the picture. One morning on my first week in Era I was at my desk about 6:45 when a bus driver called in sick. I was certified and it was too late to get a sub so I decided I would drive the bus. I asked the driver what number the bus was and was informed that the buses did have numbers but the primary students could not remember those so we had placed Sesame Street character decals by each door and I was to drive the bus with "Big Bird" on the side. Other buses were Bert and Ernie, Grouch, etc. I next asked the route and was told to leave Era going West on FM 84 and turn South on CR 141 and proceed one half mile to two white farm houses on either side of the road. Patty Johnson lived on the right and Pattie Enderby lived on the left. He said both usually rode and I could not miss them since they were "really big ol' girls" They could tell me the rest of the route. Sure enough I could see the 2 girls from way down the road. Pattie Enderby agreed to sit up front and assist. She told me the next student lived on down CR 141 in a new brick home and was named Ross. "He has a special seat on the bus, his mother dresses him special and he really thinks he's something. In fact we call him "Special Ross"." For the next hour we picked up students all along the route. As we were getting back towards the campus I heard a commotion in the back of the bus. I looked in the mirror and asked "What's going on?" A high school girl said " Mr. Smiley , Lester has his boots off and is scratching that old bunion of his and his feet stink." I told Lester to put his boots on and to see the nurse at school if he had a problem. We finished the route and I let the students off at the campuses and drove the bus to the bus barn. When I got back to my office my secretary was already at work and asked how the bus route went ? I said it was as easy as making a McDonald hamburger. She made the mistake of asking "How's that?" I said "Well, I had two big Patties, Special Ross and Lester picking bunions on a Sesame School Bus." And then it rained.
Comments: Mr. McGee, Those heifers were bred back to an Angus bull and vaccinated and wormed. True love has no boundaries.
Comments: Rancher, Prof., QB, Smiley. You are such a man of romance. I assume you had your Sweetheart's presents dipped, red bows, and painted red hoofs. Next golf trip, please enlighten us on how to have such a touch. |
Only to have the rug pulled out & left wondering WHAT the heck . . . 
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