Max Frost
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Nice.... Roy was my man... Fucking hard drugs.... Roy did not make it... RIP Roy sure miss you....One of the greatest.....
i like grabbing scrap wood from job sites and making weird things for our cats. funny, a cardboard box or some scrap wood makes better play things for them than expensive extravagant cat trees.
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nothing like being woken up by the pitter patter of cat feet above you :) they are our fur-babies
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yeah pet doors dont work so well in the hills..lol
Wouldnt want a skunk walking though it!
My Skunk friend comes by every night too. He chased away the other skunks..lol
And it's really fun to watch him try to scare off the raccoon! ...lol :woot:
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The skunk acts like he is gunna spray the racoon (scared me the 1st time)
The Racoon must know the skunk is bluffing!
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Threw the week I powder coat, really like doing custom stuff that pushes my skills.. 100% powder coat on the tanks View attachment 418394 View attachment 418395
Oh shit @lollipopman!!! That's seriously awesome right there bud!!! You should see if you could do a gator head for me! I actually already have it here and will hook you upThanks @QleanerQuest. I did a bear skull awhile back, I'm always trying new things..View attachment 418451View attachment 418452
It's been over two decades since I've even handled ball pythons, let alone be aware of morphs like what you're talking about. Put up some pix!Lol I love wildlife!!! Great pics.
CALLING BALL PYTHON enthusiasts and hobby breeders of the "morphs". I've been a breeder myself since teenage years and restocking my breeding stables. The. BumbleBee lines are my thing right now. If anyone has any, or Spider and Pastel morphs please share them! And hit me up. Im looking to purchase a couple super clean BumbleBee's. Thanks folks!
Quest
We weren't allowed chewing gum, jeans or motorcycles... Because, along with Dagga (weed) and sex outside the institution of marriage , and listening to sensored music like Peter tosh' 'Downpressorman' against the, then head of state, PW Botha, these things still were our only, but 'definite road to hell' for white South Africans in the '80s!!! The politicians got the white minority right by the balls back then... The propaganda went: The good Lord put us in charge of taming these non-whites and converting them to believe in our God, the one and only, by fighting their resistance against oppression and waging an expensive urban war against 'them' Crazy old people... So I, inevitably had to rebel at every given opportunity... Have sex as often as I could and with married people when approached , chew gum whenever I had, wear jeans as tight as shit, smoke tons of weed, listening to all the protest reggae and death metal I could lay my hands on.... But the gran finale of vices to be celebrated was the day I met Sally.... Oh my word... This Austrian girl scares me every time I get on to ride her hard.... Everyone, meet Sally:Oh Jesus. My mother has a tiny little Chihuahua now, too. She and my dad are turning into "those kinds" of old people. House filled with dogs and cats and lizards and such. While we were allowed a dog, it was only one dog for many years and NO CATS, Dad's allergic doncha know (so am I, but I deal with it). Horses always stay outside, so do pigs and chickens, ok, I get that because I remember how badly it went when I had my first pony during our first El Nino winter and I took her into the garage, not realizing she would SHIT ALL OVER the place and try to eat everything she could wrap her pony lips around.
Fish stay in tanks, and so did my frog, which my mother let loose and then insisted, "It got away!" when I went and said, "Mom! Where's my frog?" See, I introduced her to it one morning when she was on her way to work and for some reason it pissed all over her. And who knew frogs have such gigantic bladders? I'm sure it didn't get away all by itself.
Now she's got ponds full of turtles, tanks full of lizards and crickets, a house full of dogs and cats and we were never allowed that stuff, so it kinda makes me say, "WTF, Mom..?? And what's up with all these God damned little dogs, anyway..???" The one terrier they have, Pogo, he *is* pretty fucking cute and just too smart, though. But her Chi? Give me a break, what's next? Clothes and purses to carry her in and then it's birthday cakes and where do you draw the line?
As for the breeding, she actually took her female (bitch?) to the local shop to breed with the owner's male (stud? stallion? The Lizard Stallion..?) since her beautiful guy won't make it with the ladies.
What is happening to my family? I still remember us back in 1974, so clearly!
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