OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD!!!!

I could not believe my eyes.

Get this, last night at 0100 hours the phone rang. I was called out to work at a "scene" way down to the Deeeetroit border in a "quaint" neighborhood. The hood was alive and crawling, so-to-speak. Several pedestrians and cyclists were seen as I trundled dow the streets in my mobile crime lab. Since this destination is an hour and a half from my house I thought it was interesting so many people seem to never sleep.

Anyway, as I am nearing my destination address I suddenly saw hordes of kittens fly across the road in front of me. I am serious, HORDES of them. I had never seen anything like it before, ever. They ran in surreal formation. They were very street wise, I made no population reductions.

So a minute later I was at my scene and conducted my investigation. A deceased in a vehicle. The responding deputies later asked me if I saw any cats. I relayed my story. They said, oh that must have been when we opened the car door. The breeze carried the odor down wind and suddenly cats were everywhere! Obviously ferals.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Great info. They probably keep at least some of the rat population down.

Too bad they aren't much help with the 2 legged rats.

Finaly, a reason to NOT kill ferals crats. They have the carrian clean up detail in the urban jungle. Let them have all of the garbage they can handle.

Where is this Deeeetroit?

WE HAVE FOUND THAT ONE TASTE MAKES OUR SOLDIERS MORE AGGRESSIVE. YOU WERE LUCKY THAT THE KILLING BLOODLUST HAD NOT YET OVERTAKEN MY SOLDIERS.

I have a new custom rocket launcher in the back of my truck I want to tell you about. Now most hear "rocket launcher" and think of the vaunted MLRS or maybe some sheet head over in the ME with an RPG. Well, down here in the Windy State we have them in boats too. They double as a butt rest/leaning post behind the helm on one side, a row of rod holders on the other. Why they became known as 'rocket launchers' is another story entirely, but that's what they're called.

Now the one I have in the back of my truck is a varitation of the dog fishing theme but it is intended for crats. It holds 8 12 wt flyrods and has a combination of electric motors with eccentric cams for casting, and solenoids for setting hooks, jerking knots in crat tail etc. So I feel totally prepared for the "onslaught" as it were. The patterns of choice have evolved to suit the Gulf Coast clime and topography, and are as follows, numbered 1-8/L-R, just like airplane engines. Hairy Tom Streamer, Bitch-in-Heat Drifter, Crippled Lizard Teaser, Red Gator Shaker, Wild Thang Torpedo, Wet Pussy Puff, Dog Style Streamer, and last but not least, Birman's Deeemise Hisssssser.

Think I'll have a couple of while I wait for this "onslaught".

Dan

Pres., TYHC

http://www.GotTheGaff.Ready

This is the legendary 'Catfishin' as only DD could pull of.

(a hush falls over the crowd.)

We wait.

WELL XO, YOU JUST GONNA SIT THERE AND BLEED?

Dan

Pres., TYHC

http://www.GottaBellyfull.OfBeer

you want foot in face?

Dis arm!

Li want put you on fine GI invention carred SPIT. Go round and round, cook cat just fine, be great fun at animar pound.

Li sing crean cat same time! HA HA!

So - how many shots did you get off??