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Wrangler (Original Post) Major Nikon Jul 2012 OP
Even there he isn't safe. The fuckers can jump. HopeHoops Jul 2012 #1
That cowboy would be safer riding side saddle, I think. Gidney N Cloyd Jul 2012 #2
Wrangler Unlimited bluedigger Jul 2012 #3
If that dog would keep its head inside the window, he'd probably do a petronius Jul 2012 #4
I only let her drive off road. bluedigger Jul 2012 #5
when you see a rednecks truck in the middle of a field stuck loli phabay Jul 2012 #6
One summer when I was frogmarch Jul 2012 #7
This too is wrangler AsahinaKimi Jul 2012 #8

petronius

(26,602 posts)
4. If that dog would keep its head inside the window, he'd probably do a
Sat Jul 21, 2012, 11:47 PM
Jul 2012

better job of staying on the road...

frogmarch

(12,153 posts)
7. One summer when I was
Sun Jul 22, 2012, 02:08 AM
Jul 2012

in high school, I applied for a job at Reptile Gardens, which is near Rapid City. I thought it sounded like an exciting change from working on Wyoming dude ranches. Mr. Brockelsby, the owner of RG, said that before hiring me for the whole summer, he wanted to see how I would get along around the snakes and alligators. He said that because I was tall and well-built (strong), I might turn out to be a good candidate to be their first female alligator wrestler. I began by helping to clean snake cages the next morning. When it came time to feed the snakes, I couldn’t take it and decided the job wasn’t for me. Those cute little white mice...omg, I couldn’t stand it that those sweet little pink-nosed, cute-whiskered mousieboos were being put live into the snake cages and pits for the snakes to eat. The poor little mice just hid the best they could and nervously cleaned their little whiskers and prayed to Mouse God to save them. I never became Gator Gal, but that was okay with me. I would have probably felt sorry for whatever they ate too.

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