Alright... Which one of you did this?

[Don]

By the way, did they find my gloves , I mean, did they find a nice pair of black leather gloves at the scene?

Don

[Terry Beeson]

No Don, but did you notice those black helicopters flying around your house last night?

[Mark]

Speaking of explosives, here's a pretty funny story about a couple of River Rat buddies along the mighty Mississippi here in Eastern MO;

Mask and Kroc had the bright idear (and they are full of bright idears) to use a little bit of explosives at a nearby sink hole here in the lowlands of the Mississippi River basin in hopes of turning a few hours work in one afternoon into a catch that would feed them and their buddies for weeks, and in the process turned them both into local legends .After a first rate investigation job on "How to Make a Bomb", they assembled the necessary ingredients of kerosene, fertilizer, blasting caps, and the necessary wires to use for the blasting caps to ignite their homemade concoction. Now being novice in the field of high explosives, they weren't quite sure how much of each ingredient would be sufficient. But being the logical fellas that they are, they figured a a mixture in a 10 gallon bucket should be just about right.

So off they went with their mixture in tow, (not realizing that the static electricity in the air alone was enough to ignite their little Manhattan Project). They snuck to the sinkhole, careful that the local landowner or none of those nasty game wardens had followed them. Wading into the sinkhole, the anticipation of the upcoming catch and the local celebrity that would be coming their way only added to their excitement. Undetected, Mask and Kroc waded to the middle of the waterhole, they figured this had to be the spot and nothing could possibly go wrong now. With the calculating cunning of a couple of Noble Prize winning scientist, the moment they had been waiting for finally arrived. Mask looked at Kroc trustingly, and Kroc gave Mask the go ahead nod. Mask touched the two wires together and

KABOOM!!!! The blast could be heard for miles as Mask and Kroc were knocked off their feet in a white wall of flames and dizzily dumped underwater. Trying to regain their composure from the mega - ton blast, Mask rose to his feet first with singed hair and eyebrows and look into the sky to see not one, but two rainbows overhead. As Kroc and Mask scrambled to their feet and managed to crawl to the edge of the now much shallower sinkhole, their first collective thoughts were "Let's get the heck out of here before the local cops, FBI, ATF, and military get here".

So much for the best laid plans of mice and men.

[Terry Beeson]

So....

We're waiting...............

C'mon Mark.............

Tell us........................

How many fish did they catch?

[Gavin]

Dunno...

[jdmidwest]

As long as it keeps the wolves out of this neck of the woods.......

[drbewley]

I'm hoping the fear of wolves will keep a million or so visitors away from Silver Dollar City next season so I can get down to Indian Point a little easier.