tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post2311695931369897434..comments2023-10-07T15:06:47.413+01:00Comments on Muddy roads & dusty trails: The sandstormTumbleweedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15867259940208471963noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post-32300429441046463782007-07-18T16:25:00.000+00:002007-07-18T16:25:00.000+00:00The burro says you got a good point 'bout that gen...The burro says you got a good point 'bout that gene pool thing. JAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post-62883353741523399172007-07-18T15:43:00.000+00:002007-07-18T15:43:00.000+00:00'Sand'storms, WalMart carpets and Chinese toys are...'Sand'storms, WalMart carpets and Chinese toys are devices designed to get the 'dumb' out of the gene pool before it has a chance to reproduce.<BR/><BR/>(By the way, if you get those 'goofy' greeters out from under the fluorescent lights and into daylight, they look pretty normal. They still act goofy, though)<BR/><BR/>HEEAHHH, dogies!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post-37700926381874093612007-07-18T01:19:00.000+00:002007-07-18T01:19:00.000+00:00Fiddlesticks ! I stood out side talkin' to the sto...Fiddlesticks ! I stood out side talkin' to the storm like an old ghost and I am so healthy I could lift a dang blurned mule with one hand. We live in a sea of germs and that rat stuff kin git into Wal Mart Carpet, and end up in a rug rat's snout faster than you kin say "jack Rabbit". I will take a dust storm over flourescent lights, tacky Chinese imports, and those goofy greeters any time. Wheee dawgies !Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post-41655893430404822442007-07-17T07:39:00.000+00:002007-07-17T07:39:00.000+00:00Sand is itchy dirt.Sand is itchy dirt.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1558118390114549284.post-68483836199564467782007-07-17T07:32:00.000+00:002007-07-17T07:32:00.000+00:00Long-time desert dwellers do not revel in standing...Long-time desert dwellers do not revel in standing out in the open to experience 'sand'storms. They realize that the 'sand' in 'sand'storms is composed of mouse turds, rat feces, dessicated rabbit, quail, lizard and coyote droppings, as well as minute clumps of grains of sand which have aggregated because of being urinated upon by all desert creatures, including the over-beered desert rats leaning against the exterior walls of saloons while relieving themselves of the distillations of a night of frolic and embibement.<BR/>Experienced desert dwellers eschew sandstorms, wrapping bandanas tightly about nose and mouth and ears if forced outside, hoping not to be infected by the multitude of viral-like biotes transported by the 'dazzling' 'sand'storms, and also eschewing the company of the coughing tourists who are entranced by the lure of desert lore encapsulated in the romance of the 'sands'.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com