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And every damn one of them is...





tasteful...or should I say...







tasty?

 

It's easy if you use names appropriate to each code, as in the attached.
HTH.

 

Don't get me wrong; I love American football. But that's funny as !@#$ anyway....

 

KnottyBuoyz, you don't like heights? My hiking partner and I used to climb towers for sport. Worst part was getting though the cow fields without getting chased by the bull. Had to reconnoiter to find out where the bull usually slept. Climbed at night, of course, preferrably with ground fog. No lights and homemade safety gear. No elevator on WIMZ. The ladder was in twenty foot lengths and would pivot like a pleated blind each time either of us passed an attachment point. That took a bit of getting used to. Got pinned on top of once when a lightning storm blew though, but it stayed well below us. WIMZ tower in Knoxville- 1752 feet built on a ridge. I have never gotten it out of my system, but have dropped the trespassing from the equasion.

 

No problem climbing the mast then for you? I get dizzy once I'm 20' off the ground

 

My chief engineer used to get a nose bleed climbing to the bridge. Wasn't accustomed to rarefied altitudes!

 

Dutch link - (translation)













Cheers,
Angel

 

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Dutch link - (translation)



Cheers,
Angel

 

OK Mas, there you go . . . . . . . . .

By: Karel Vinck of Advertising Agency Duval Guillaume, Belgium
For: Center Parcs in the Netherlands
Partly shot in: South Africa
Music: Broken Glass Heroes - Grandchildren Of The Revolution - Delphonic

Neighbour's boobies - - (Flemish version) - - (Dutch version)

Have fun

Cheers,
Angel

 

My sea level lungs had a tough time show shoeing at 10,200 feet last week. I walked across the continental divide both ways through this abandoned railroad tunnel at Tennessee Pass in Colorado last Friday.

 

hey its been a while but I'm pretty sure we hiked up there to go fishing one day. Long way, no fish if I've got the right tunnel. They are kinda a destination for day hikes around here. That and bring a fishing pole. Never know what kinda water you might bump into.

looks like fun

 

My earliest memory is of lurching around precariously on my father's shoulders while he walked through what I now realize was a dairy barn, and the panicked fear of falling I felt when he leaned forward to do something to a cow. I can still smell the sweet hay, the urine and the manure.

I mentioned that memory to my mother a couple of years before she died. She insisted I couldn't possibly remember it, because I was a newborn when my dad worked at a dairy for only a month or two. But I know what I remember....

 

I remember the smell of the dozen or so pigs our neighbor kept as well. Can't imagine how bad that warehouse stinks.

 

Um, is mixing antarctic penguins and arctic polar bears considered dangerous?