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[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

Hi Hermit,What kind of deer have you got wandering through your yard? Where I am from we do get them right into the towns but they are the small shy ones that don’t go in herds -Roe and Muntjac. Their ability to move about the greener areas on the outskirts of towns and almost never be spotted by the average householder is remarkable. Just occasionally a herd of larger deer get into a town and eat all the Rose bushes and it gets a bit comic but it is rare.

We have white tail deer. They’re weird in that some are really timid, while others will just stand there and look at you and slowly wander off. One time I was on my back deck grilling, drinking a beer and smoking a cigar and one wandered around the end of my house and looked at me and then just kept eating the grass. Other times, as soon as I open the door, they take off running.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Branched off wrote:

Hi Colin,I can see your poems are self deprecating for sure. Slightly worryingly so even. No I didn’t think you were being pretentious, you just seem to be acting in the great English tradition of thick skinned eccentrics who can laugh at themselves, which I stereotype as being more a public school thing, that is all. I was just curious, not critical this time. I save that for some of your poems -the get homosexual, faecal and anti gun ones.

One should be analytical rather than critical of the aforementioned sublime creations…..
Maybe yuppies laughing at themselves more than blue-collar specimens is a guilt thing for being silver spooned?

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

You ignoring me Sperm-tit, you orrible little grubworm. Don’t force me to write another woolly-back poem…..

[Branched offParticipant 10929]

Lovely pictures Thanks.

Whitetails are Disney’s Bambi I think? The real Bambi in Felix Saltern’s books was a Roe deer. Bambi is a beautiful book that I recommend to all. Saltern was a hunter who knew his Roe.

I wouldn’t mind a set of White tail antlers on my wall. They look quite unlike other antlers I think. Maybe one day…

I think deer are pretty smart and have a situational approach to people. If its dawn and a human comes along very quietly saying nothing, they vanish. If its the middle of the day and they hear a power saw in the woods, they will wander on up and see if the lumberjack has put them some tasty leaves on the floor that they couldn’t reach before. Once I took one of my daughters to the woods to check a wildlife camera. I can’t recall why I had a rifle at all that day but I did. She was going along chatting with normal female enthusiasm when she suddenly said “oh look there’s a big buck”. “No sweetie there can’t be one. They would have heard you coming miles off!” said I. “So what’s that big reddish animal then?” she asked. “Oh yes”, said I “stay still a moment.” I shot him at 20 yards. She still has the skull and antlers. I don’t think he was having a bad day I think he had just learned the rules -female chatter = no gun.

What kind of cigars do you smoke? I like the odd Cuban cigar.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

You ignoring me Sperm-tit, you orrible little grubworm. Don’t force me to write another woolly-back poem…..

Yes I am. I don’t mind being called a horrible grubworm. I find that amusing, but I won’t respond to the other name you seem fond of calling me no matter how many f~~ poems you write.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

You ignoring me Sperm-tit, you orrible little grubworm. Don’t force me to write another woolly-back poem…..

Yes I am. I don’t mind being called a horrible grubworm. I find that amusing, but I won’t respond to the other name you seem fond of calling me no matter how many f~~ poems you write.

Your such a sensitive soul. Ok, “Hermit”, I won’t call you the other again.

[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

Lovely pictures Thanks.
Whitetails are Disney’s Bambi I think? The real Bambi in Felix Saltern’s books was a Roe deer. Bambi is a beautiful book that I recommend to all. Saltern was a hunter who knew his Roe.
I wouldn’t mind a set of White tail antlers on my wall. They look quite unlike other antlers I think. Maybe one day…
I think deer are pretty smart and have a situational approach to people. If its dawn and a human comes along very quietly saying nothing, they vanish. If its the middle of the day and they hear a power saw in the woods, they will wander on up and see if the lumberjack has put them some tasty leaves on the floor that they couldn’t reach before. Once I took one of my daughters to the woods to check a wildlife camera. I can’t recall why I had a rifle at all that day but I did. She was going along chatting with normal female enthusiasm when she suddenly said “oh look there’s a big buck”. “No sweetie there can’t be one. They would have heard you coming miles off!” said I. “So what’s that big reddish animal then?” she asked. “Oh yes”, said I “stay still a moment.” I shot him at 20 yards. She still has the skull and antlers. I don’t think he was having a bad day I think he had just learned the rules -female chatter = no gun.
What kind of cigars do you smoke? I like the odd Cuban cigar.

Most deer hunters around here have a wall full of complete deer heads in their living room.

No one around here finds them very intelligent as they so often run out in front of your vehicle and sometimes don’t get out of the way in time. I was driving home last week in the dark and I’ve never come so close to a deer on the road without actually hitting it. I tell you this thing was inches away from the front of my truck and I was doing some crazy braking and maneuvering. The tires were squealing and I was cussing and yelling.

You’re right on the money with their woodland behavior. I remember when I used to hunt deer, I would get into the woods to make my way up the deer stand before the sun rose and I’d hear a bunch of them running away in the dark just barely able to see their white tails. I haven’t had it happen to me, but I’ve heard many stories of them appearing due to the sound of a chainsaw. It really surprised me that day the deer just looked at me while I was grilling. I made no effort to remain still. I just kept drinking and smoking and flipping the meat on the grill and the deer had no problem with any of that. Strange animals if you ask me.

I’ve never liked any Cuban cigars that I’ve smoked. The last ones were rolled so tight you couldn’t even get a draw of smoke from it. Since I’ve started, I’ve smoked all different kinds including some of the high rated ones, but my favorite is from Nicaragua made by Drew Estates. They have a line of cigars called Acid and the best in my opinion is the Roam. It has a Connecticut wrapper with a Churchill shape, 48 gauge and 7 inches long, smooth to medium flavor. I’ve had so many people, both men and women, approach me when smoking one in public because they love the aroma. My humidor always has plenty of these cigars in it.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

You ignoring me Sperm-tit, you orrible little grubworm. Don’t force me to write another woolly-back poem…..

Yes I am. I don’t mind being called a horrible grubworm. I find that amusing, but I won’t respond to the other name you seem fond of calling me no matter how many f~~ poems you write.

Your such a sensitive soul. Ok, “Hermit”, I won’t call you the other again.

I will acknowledge you then, for now.

Did you see they locked your thread at the other site? I thought you were going to go full f~~ poem on them. Did you chicken out?

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Yes, they locked the thread, but the mods were on my side. I will confound them soon. Got a couple of musings I desire to expel from my Hippocampus, it’s a must!

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Yes Baby, they never before nor since had a poster who has a mind like a vaporised toaster, I will flip their heads like a rollercoaster!

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes, they locked the thread, but the mods were on my side. I will confound them soon. Got a couple of musings I desire to expel from my Hippocampus, it’s a must!

Why don’t you just use the first poem you posted here that received so much notoriety?

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes Baby, they never before nor since had a poster who has a mind like a vaporised toaster, I will flip their heads like a rollercoaster!

You’re so f~~~in’ weird.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes Baby, they never before nor since had a poster who has a mind like a vaporised toaster, I will flip their heads like a rollercoaster!

You’re so f~~~in’ weird.

All will be become crystal if you would just listen to Suedes “DOG MAN STAR album.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes, they locked the thread, but the mods were on my side. I will confound them soon. Got a couple of musings I desire to expel from my Hippocampus, it’s a must!

Why don’t you just use the first poem you posted here that received so much notoriety?

I would prefer to use “Cotton Picker”, a poem I have not even dared to relay on this debaucherous site.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes Baby, they never before nor since had a poster who has a mind like a vaporised toaster, I will flip their heads like a rollercoaster!

You’re so f~~~in’ weird.

All will be become crystal if you would just listen to Suedes “DOG MAN STAR album.

I doubt it.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Yes Baby, they never before nor since had a poster who has a mind like a vaporised toaster, I will flip their heads like a rollercoaster!

You’re so f~~~in’ weird.

All will be become crystal if you would just listen to Suedes “DOG MAN STAR album.

I doubt it.

You have never even heard of Suede. The only suede you know is from the Alligators you horribly kill.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Can’t view the video.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

you

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

I thought I had finally done it…..

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