Posts from The Ringo Kid in thread „Happy Birthday To You!“

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    :thumbs_up: I hope its a fun-filled one with many gifts for you. Had I known yours was coming up, i'd have baked a Dental Floss-Filled Cake-so that you could feast on it without having to worry about :tooth:

    Take care Jay--your friend-Carl.

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    Quote from smokey

    to all who i have missed and are still to come a big

    to you and i hope that you all got what you wanted :cake::cake:

    cheers smokey



    To borrow from Smokey a bit, I want to wish all those whose B-Days have passed and I could not say anything for. Happy Birthday you all ;-D Hope you all got lots of nice :present::present::present::present::present::present:

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    Sorry I missed giving a greetings but, HAPPY BIRTHDAY'S for: Bill (of)PA, Princess Cindy and, myself ;-)) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!

    Thanks Jay, Jim/Sue and any I missed. Mine was a relaxing one ;-))

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    Thank all of you nice Ladies and Gents for the nice B-Day wishes. Mine went well with some time w/ my Sister, Nephew and his new Wife. After getting home, I also had some nice times chatting with my neighbors-and believe it or not-both my Adult Cats actually behaved ;-))

    Looks like I missed giving my wishes to some nice people, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Sally, Mike and anyone else I missed. Hope your birthdays went well and wish all of you many more.

    Take care and best regards--Carl.

  • Happy Birthday To You!



    Hi Mike, my sentiments to you on your day are exactly like the one I borrowed from Jim & Sue.

    Happy Birthday and hope it was your best one yet.

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    Eh hem....

    Kevin was on his Sorrell riding fast and furious towards the township of: Welcome, Arizona. His steed was kicking up huge clouds of dust as they moved at a greased lightnings pace towards their destination. As Kevin approached a small hill located about 3 miles to the East of Welcome, he steadily made his way on Horseback, to the apex of the hill.

    Once there, Kevin took out his old pair of Binoculars that he had been issued when he had been a member of Nathan Bedford Forrests Cavalry Regiment during the long since ended; Civil War. As Kevin was peeking through the dusty lenses of the specs, he noticed out of the corner of his left eye, some movement near a small Wadi-as well as the tale-tale dust clouds kicked up by whatever was moving in there.

    Kevin knew that something was wrong as the hair on the back of his neck stood up at rigid attention. All of a sudden, his sixth, seventh and eighth senses went into maximum overdrive. Kevin made so swift of a move by dropping his specs and simultaneously whipping out both of his twin CSN Revolvers, leaping off of his Sorrell named Fred, whirling around to see seven Appache Warriors moving in on him for the kill.

    Those seven apache warriors never knew what hit them as Kevin fired so rapidly from the ackward position that he was in (when he leaped from his horse, one of his spurs got cought on one of the saddle straps and Kevin had landed on his head-in a small Briar patch) but as that position was not a hindrance to him, he managed to get off all ten shots within about 2 seconds-hitting each Apache where it counts (which was on the small leather straps holding their breech-clouts into place) and to the Apaches embarassments-after loosing their garments, they all ran back behind some large rocks where these had been where their horses were in hiding.

    After this set of seven indians left, Kevin realized that he was still on his head and left shoulder and in a very ackward position. He decided to just fall backwards and would get up. However, that was a major mistake because Kewvin had not realized that he had fallen into the arms of a large Desert Cactus with 4 incl long thorns. Kevin let out a yelp so loud that it was one that sounded like stepping onto a Cats tail. Kevin slowly got up gritting his teeth in pain and anger and embarassment-because those seven Apaches had been able to watch the whole thing from behind those rocks and were all laughing at his expense.

    The indians decided to leave as Kevin was indeed, a force to be reckoned with and to be feared. The indians rode off wearing their pride for breeches. As Kevin slowly and VERY sorely arose, he tried to leap onto his horse but, Fred was too smart for that as he knew that Kevins hind quarters, was completely covered with cactus thorns. The horse looked back at Kavin after leaping forward about 10 feet, and shook his head up and down as if he was laughing at Kevins predicament.

    Kevin slowly approached his horse and grabbed the saddlehorn and slowly started walking away-limping and gritting his teeth in extreme pain. Meanwhile, the other group of Apaches, also noted what had happened and left the Wadi and rode away. As they did not belong to the same band as the first group, they decided it was wise to just-leave things alone and ride away.

    Well, Kevin knew it was at least a 3 mile walk to town as he could just make the town out as he limped down that hill. One might wonder why Kevin never tried to remove those cactus thorns? well, it's because he did not have a pair of pliars with him to do so.

    The only things that Kevin could think about was the pain in his A** as well as making it to town so he could head to his favorite watering hold called: The Seven Dwarfs Salloon. Kevin kept licking his dry cracked lips thinking about that cool cool "Shirley Temple" that he wanted so much because it was his favorite drink.

    Finally after about 2 hours of limping, Kevin finally made it to the edge of Welcome. However, what he did not realize was that the other side of the town name sign said that he was really entering the town of "Hard Times" which was an exact copy of Welcome. Henry Fonda rushed out of his small jail to meet him telling him that Aldo Ray, was in the salloon drinking up the supply of Shirly Temples. Boy was Kevin ever in a rage. His face turned beet red with anger, smoke shot out both of his ears and his 10 gallon black cowboy hat, puffed off the top of his head. Kevin's eyes turned rose red with anger and he saw not Daggers but Sabers!

    Henry tried to stop him by grabbing both of his arms but, Kevin reached for one of his pistols and whacked Fonda over the head knocking him out cold. Kevin continued to walk in the direction of the salloon, and suddenly Richard Widmark came out of the General Store along with Clint Eastwood, and they saw that Kevin was so far gone-thet they could do no reasoning with him and just decided to tag along for the show.

    As they made their way past the Gonzalez-Gonzales Hotel, Angie Dickenson and Steve McQueen stepped out and joined in on the prosession-not saying a word. As they passed the old Sheriffs Office, out stepped John Wayne, Ricky Nelson and Walter Brennan. The trio joined the growing group of folks following behind Kevin. Next they passed the Roy Bean Barber Shop and out comes Gary Cooper along with his buddy, James Cagney. They too were quiet as they joined in on thie wierd happeninig.

    Suddenly, the salloon came into their view-it's butterfly doors swinging to and fro-in the gentle breeze. Kevin turned to walk up the four steps that lead into the salloon followed by his croud. It was pitch black but Kevin and all entereed anyway. Not a sound nor anything was happening. Kevin reached for his matches and lit one which lit up a tiny amount of darkness in his vicinity. On finding a candle, he lit it and the room was lighted enough for him to see Also Ray and his buddy: Raymond St. Jacques-who were drinking something at the bar.

    They both turned when Kevin said: "Are you going to pull those pistols...or whistle Dixie?" You should have seen the look on their faces when they both said to Kevin (and because my computers time is running out) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!! :thumbs_up::thumbs_up::thumbs_up::thumbs_up::thumbs_up:

    Happy Birthday to our esteemed leader---best regards from the Ringo Kid as wel as from Carl. :teeth_smile:

  • Happy Birthday To You!

    Quote from Jay J. Foraker

    Thank you, Keith, Jim & Sue, DP/Mike, smokey, Vera, Carl and gt, for the birthday wishes. I had a good, if quiet one.
    Carl - I had a chicken fried steak with fries from the Little Red Barn last night and my better half had shrimp. I'm sure glad they have take-out.
    Cheers - Jay:beer:




    AS Homer Simpson (no relation to o.j. "I-got-away-with-murder-simpson") would say, ulllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll chickenfried steaaakkkkkkkkk.

    Im dying to get one from there but still have 5 weeks to go on this insane diet. :stunned: