Thats my boy

jimkim · 04-10-2008, 08:59 AM

When my kids were little(3 and 4) I raised rabbits well one day I was feeding them and one rabbit got loose. After a lengthy chase I cornered her. I was trying to put her back in the hutch and she decided shred my arms. I couldnt put her down and she wouldnt go in. Have you ever been in a similar situation? Well after anger, pain, and frustration set in I bashed her head in against a tree. I thought " oh my God why did I loose control like that... how will I explain this to my kids?" Well there I was needing a reason for killing the bunny. I decided not to waste said rabbit. So here I am bleeding and cleaning the rabbit and here come my kids. I see them and say "go back in the house". That didnt work "theyre still coming down here". Now Im sweating. They are toddling along oblivious to my pleads of "go back...go back". "what will I tell them" and here they are. Both of them are staring at me with shocked looks on their faces. Now Jame(pronounced JAY-ME) asks " daddy what are you doin" Well I explain how Im cleaning this rabbit so we can eat him for supper. I ask" Are yall gonna eat this rabbit with me"
Peggy jumps right in "I am" proud grin on her face, always impressing her daddy. Then Jame says"not me". I feel Ive scarred my son for life. Then without any hesitation my 4 year old son shrugs and says" but if you kill that there chicken Ill eat him". Thats my boy!!! I know this was a long story I appologize for the length. Ive always thought it to be amusing though.

CalifgirlinOk · 04-10-2008, 09:08 AM

I like stories like this...Thanks for telling it!!!

elmer fudd · 04-10-2008, 07:00 PM

those are some good kids

7mmremmag1995 · 04-10-2008, 07:05 PM

good ones but dont try it with a skunk

Cyrano · 04-10-2008, 07:26 PM

Here's one from my cadet days at Bedlam-by-the-Bay.

Fourth classmen (freshmen), also known as "young swine," enjoy very, very few privileges. But one of them is, if you are on watch or about to go on watch, the privilege of 'jobbing the line' in the mess hall. You can jump right to the head of the line and nobody will say a word. It's a major change from having all the upperclassmen cut in front of you in the mess line so sometimes it takes half an hour of standing there before you can get something to eat.

SO one day I was on watch at the front desk at dinnertime, and was told by my upperdork to get my dinner before the line officially opened (another watchstander's privilege). Dinner that night was totally inedible. Mystery meat, badly prepared, in rancid sauce, with runny potatoes and raw carrots. The Zoo wasn't known for its cuisine, but this was garbage even by our lax food standards. I came back and relieved the upperdork on the desk, and made the dinner announcement: "Now hear this. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we reget to announce that dinner is now being served."

The Command Duty Officer that day was "Uncle Buck," a grad from the Class of 1959 who'd gone on to a career with the Navy, mostly in small craft supporting SEAL operations; before being wounded, invalided off active duty and transferred to the Ready Reserve, he'd commanded a Crockett-class gunboat in the Mekong Delta. He wasn't exactly known for his sense of humor. He came steaming up to the watch desk, madder than hell, with his pad of zap sheets and his pen already out, ready to quill me into the middle of next week.

"Mister, did you make that announcement?"

"Yes, sir."

"Can you think of a good reason why I shouldn't zap you for improper performance of duty, insubordination, and conduct unbecoming?"

"Yes, sir. A cadet does not lie, cheat or steal - "

"- or tolerate those who do. I know that. Your point?"

"Have you had dinner yet, Commander?"

"No. Why?"

"May I suggest that the Commander go through the mess line and eat what is being offered to the cadets for dinner tonight? After that, if he still thinks I should be put on report, that's fine."

Uncle Buck gave me a strange look, but did as I asked. He was back five minutes later and grabbed the mic.

"Now hear this. With regard to the last announcement: Let it be known that Alka-Seltzer and Pepto-Bismol will be available in Sickbay after dinner!" And he didn't zap me, either.

elmer fudd · 04-10-2008, 07:29 PM

04-10-2008, 08:59 AM	#1
jimkim Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: Near the Little Ocmulgee river in GA Posts: 2,051 Blog Entries: 11	Thats my boy When my kids were little(3 and 4) I raised rabbits well one day I was feeding them and one rabbit got loose. After a lengthy chase I cornered her. I was trying to put her back in the hutch and she decided shred my arms. I couldnt put her down and she wouldnt go in. Have you ever been in a similar situation? Well after anger, pain, and frustration set in I bashed her head in against a tree. I thought " oh my God why did I loose control like that... how will I explain this to my kids?" Well there I was needing a reason for killing the bunny. I decided not to waste said rabbit. So here I am bleeding and cleaning the rabbit and here come my kids. I see them and say "go back in the house". That didnt work "theyre still coming down here". Now Im sweating. They are toddling along oblivious to my pleads of "go back...go back". "what will I tell them" and here they are. Both of them are staring at me with shocked looks on their faces. Now Jame(pronounced JAY-ME) asks " daddy what are you doin" Well I explain how Im cleaning this rabbit so we can eat him for supper. I ask" Are yall gonna eat this rabbit with me" Peggy jumps right in "I am" proud grin on her face, always impressing her daddy. Then Jame says"not me". I feel Ive scarred my son for life. Then without any hesitation my 4 year old son shrugs and says" but if you kill that there chicken Ill eat him". Thats my boy!!! I know this was a long story I appologize for the length. Ive always thought it to be amusing though. __________________ Jan. 4, 2007...Gasoline $2.10/gallon HMMM? Jim

04-10-2008, 09:08 AM	#2
CalifgirlinOk Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Oklahoma Posts: 2,776	I like stories like this...Thanks for telling it!!! __________________ "Most of the troubles in the world is caused by people wanting to be important". T.S.Eliot

04-10-2008, 07:00 PM	#3
elmer fudd Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: pheasant country USA! Posts: 1,941	those are some good kids __________________ spur hard, shoot straight, party hardy!

04-10-2008, 07:05 PM	#4
7mmremmag1995 Senior Member Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Kentucky Posts: 1,270 Images: 1 Blog Entries: 1	good ones but dont try it with a skunk __________________ Just LeDoux it

04-10-2008, 07:29 PM	#6
elmer fudd Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: pheasant country USA! Posts: 1,941	lol __________________ spur hard, shoot straight, party hardy!

04-10-2008, 07:26 PM	#5
Cyrano Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: New York Posts: 2,356	Here's one from my cadet days at Bedlam-by-the-Bay. Fourth classmen (freshmen), also known as "young swine," enjoy very, very few privileges. But one of them is, if you are on watch or about to go on watch, the privilege of 'jobbing the line' in the mess hall. You can jump right to the head of the line and nobody will say a word. It's a major change from having all the upperclassmen cut in front of you in the mess line so sometimes it takes half an hour of standing there before you can get something to eat. SO one day I was on watch at the front desk at dinnertime, and was told by my upperdork to get my dinner before the line officially opened (another watchstander's privilege). Dinner that night was totally inedible. Mystery meat, badly prepared, in rancid sauce, with runny potatoes and raw carrots. The Zoo wasn't known for its cuisine, but this was garbage even by our lax food standards. I came back and relieved the upperdork on the desk, and made the dinner announcement: "Now hear this. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we reget to announce that dinner is now being served." The Command Duty Officer that day was "Uncle Buck," a grad from the Class of 1959 who'd gone on to a career with the Navy, mostly in small craft supporting SEAL operations; before being wounded, invalided off active duty and transferred to the Ready Reserve, he'd commanded a Crockett-class gunboat in the Mekong Delta. He wasn't exactly known for his sense of humor. He came steaming up to the watch desk, madder than hell, with his pad of zap sheets and his pen already out, ready to quill me into the middle of next week. "Mister, did you make that announcement?" "Yes, sir." "Can you think of a good reason why I shouldn't zap you for improper performance of duty, insubordination, and conduct unbecoming?" "Yes, sir. A cadet does not lie, cheat or steal - " "- or tolerate those who do. I know that. Your point?" "Have you had dinner yet, Commander?" "No. Why?" "May I suggest that the Commander go through the mess line and eat what is being offered to the cadets for dinner tonight? After that, if he still thinks I should be put on report, that's fine." Uncle Buck gave me a strange look, but did as I asked. He was back five minutes later and grabbed the mic. "Now hear this. With regard to the last announcement: Let it be known that Alka-Seltzer and Pepto-Bismol will be available in Sickbay after dinner!" And he didn't zap me, either.