Squirrels..

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StanScratch

My Penis Is Dancing!
This takes me back to the Great Squirrel Wars of 1991.
Bowling Green State University, Ohio, Prout Hall, April 1991. I have a butt load of jelly beans left over from Easter that are going bad, fast. There is a balcony under the window of my dorm room that is frequently inhabited by squirrels. One day, I feed one a jelly bean.
The addiction had begun.
By the end of the week, the little fuckers were going to war every time I threw one of those little colored candies onto the balcony. About seven at a time would literally swarm on them with fights lasting for several minutes. The victor was then rewarded not only with the candy, but a sugar high that would usually make it hyper for at least a day (and many times the victor the next time I threw a jelly bean out on the balcony).
 
This takes me back to the Great Squirrel Wars of 1991.
Bowling Green State University, Ohio, Prout Hall, April 1991. I have a butt load of jelly beans left over from Easter that are going bad, fast. There is a balcony under the window of my dorm room that is frequently inhabited by squirrels. One day, I feed one a jelly bean.
The addiction had begun.
By the end of the week, the little fuckers were going to war every time I threw one of those little colored candies onto the balcony. About seven at a time would literally swarm on them with fights lasting for several minutes. The victor was then rewarded not only with the candy, but a sugar high that would usually make it hyper for at least a day (and many times the victor the next time I threw a jelly bean out on the balcony).

the second best squirrel story i have ever heard.

now where are my jelly beans?
 

vodkazvictim

Why save the world, when you can rule it?
This takes me back to the Great Squirrel Wars of 1991.
Bowling Green State University, Ohio, Prout Hall, April 1991. I have a butt load of jelly beans left over from Easter that are going bad, fast. There is a balcony under the window of my dorm room that is frequently inhabited by squirrels. One day, I feed one a jelly bean.
The addiction had begun.
By the end of the week, the little fuckers were going to war every time I threw one of those little colored candies onto the balcony. About seven at a time would literally swarm on them with fights lasting for several minutes. The victor was then rewarded not only with the candy, but a sugar high that would usually make it hyper for at least a day (and many times the victor the next time I threw a jelly bean out on the balcony).
You're a cruel and unusual man, Stan.
Can I get you drunk and take advantage of you?
 
Pfft, squirrels with coffee are nothing. Try dealing with a beaver on PCP.
 

Christa

Christa Omalley RN
It's Aspen here Christa's wife workout an my Java Yes :)
 
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