sim.-ang.king
Well-known member
Life sure is tough when you a internet Cowboy, and some of you really should give some credit to those of us that work hard at it.
It's tough getting up at noon.
Crawling to the kitchen, and eating a bowl of fruit loops.
Putting the bowl in the dishwasher.
Finding your keys, getting in the Toyota Corolla.
Driving to the local Micky D's, and trying to find a seat that will get you just the right amount of internet speed for those heated debates where 3 seconds could mean making you look like a idiot.
You log on, check your hate mail, and then send out some more hate mail.
Check your active topics...
What's this?
Someone posted on the "What do you think of my Angus cow" thread that they think they have a really nice cow!
You must contest! Their bag of bones, short hipped, long legged, pile of dung they call a cow is nothing compared to your herd of 300 purebred Simmental cows! How dare they!
Now the time that you could be posting on someone else's thread, and boosting your post counter, you must now go back and correct them!
After replying to that nimrod you find another thread of someone asking, "what should I cross my longhorn with"
Well of course you know this answer, and post some picture of some Simmental bulls, you stole off the internet, and then get in a fight with some idiot that tries to second guess you! But of course you get him when he spells "still" wrong, and you show to everyone what kind of lier and idiot he really is.
Those second guessers, and people that try to say you don't owner 300 Purebred Simmental cows, and 1/10 interest in a the Cargil packing plant really get on your nerves!
But such is the life.
5 o'clock rolls around, so you pick up your gear, and head for the ranch.
First you stop by Beer Barrel and trade some food stamps for a case of Busch.
You make it home with a 1/4 of the case drunk, and you fall out of the car.
Crawl into bed.
Slowing closing your eyes, and saying to yourself.
"They would all be lost without me"
Yes it's tough being a internet Cowboy, and those 14 hours of sleep are well needed. For tomorrow is another day, and no telling what it will bring!
It's tough getting up at noon.
Crawling to the kitchen, and eating a bowl of fruit loops.
Putting the bowl in the dishwasher.
Finding your keys, getting in the Toyota Corolla.
Driving to the local Micky D's, and trying to find a seat that will get you just the right amount of internet speed for those heated debates where 3 seconds could mean making you look like a idiot.
You log on, check your hate mail, and then send out some more hate mail.
Check your active topics...
What's this?
Someone posted on the "What do you think of my Angus cow" thread that they think they have a really nice cow!
You must contest! Their bag of bones, short hipped, long legged, pile of dung they call a cow is nothing compared to your herd of 300 purebred Simmental cows! How dare they!
Now the time that you could be posting on someone else's thread, and boosting your post counter, you must now go back and correct them!
After replying to that nimrod you find another thread of someone asking, "what should I cross my longhorn with"
Well of course you know this answer, and post some picture of some Simmental bulls, you stole off the internet, and then get in a fight with some idiot that tries to second guess you! But of course you get him when he spells "still" wrong, and you show to everyone what kind of lier and idiot he really is.
Those second guessers, and people that try to say you don't owner 300 Purebred Simmental cows, and 1/10 interest in a the Cargil packing plant really get on your nerves!
But such is the life.
5 o'clock rolls around, so you pick up your gear, and head for the ranch.
First you stop by Beer Barrel and trade some food stamps for a case of Busch.
You make it home with a 1/4 of the case drunk, and you fall out of the car.
Crawl into bed.
Slowing closing your eyes, and saying to yourself.
"They would all be lost without me"
Yes it's tough being a internet Cowboy, and those 14 hours of sleep are well needed. For tomorrow is another day, and no telling what it will bring!
