You knew that counterintelligence was a tough gig when you accepted the mission, mister. Just think of that glorious day when we activate the separate Texan sleeper cells all across that hellhole. Remember: trust no one...unless they offer to take you fishing.

Coopers..... Llano ..... and Fly Rods, michael you have my vote!

I have reliable intelligence that Kalifornia has been sending agents your way. It's rumored some have even infiltrated the ranks of the TFF, especially the rough fish section. Be ever vigilant my friend!

Reminds me of a sign I saw in a pub in Tulsa:

May those who love us, love us.
Those who don't, may God turn their hearts.
If He can't turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limp.

Perhaps we could also know them by their angling for rough fish???

Now we're talking. I've been waiting a while to shout this on the forum: RANGE WAR!!!!!

Damn Sheepheaders!

Wait, that's saltwater.

Nevermind!

Kirk

My taste buds are still dancing. Just finished a rack of ribs from Albertsons.

Before ya'll start in on me, I understand that such a confession would be grounds for prosecution in many counties.

Still, they were mighty tasty with my sauce blend. I think I went through four napkins.

You mean to state that number in a per rib unit, don't you?

That would be wasteful. Gotta eat two or three before doing any wiping. Napkins don't grow on trees, you know.