Hey all you bat ladies and cave men Just wanted to thank you ALL for a wonderful Christmas Dinner and the song was great Dale. So sorry we had to leave early. We safely arrived in Hindsville Illinois. Had a Wonderful Daugherty Christmas Party. We got home at 3:00 Monday today. Doc and I are leaving for Arizona, Colorado and New Mexico (and any where else we can go to ) for the Christmas Holidays. We wish all of you a very Merry Christmas and a splendid "2010 " New Year. What ever you do do it safe and alot. We will arrive home, here in Seymour , Jan. 4th 2010. We will miss all of you. Thank you for offering to watch Molly But My sister will be here to watch over her. Pamela and Doc
-- Edited by DocPam on Monday 14th of December 2009 05:49:45 PM
You ol' bats don't realize it but Hndg was there last night. He was out in the parking lot peeing on tires. He wanted you gals to enjoy what Jack gives as well, the gift that keep on giving, dry rot!. Since you gals have been around for the last couple of milleniums, you should understand the concept. Hndg - You did good.
It's truely so great that us ole bats have been given the gift of a really neat song and now a really cool poem in our honor! No matter what they say -- we all know that the caveboys love us!!!! Look how much attention we get ---- we love our caveboys, too! Thanks guys!
-- Edited by Rosie on Sunday 13th of December 2009 12:38:04 PM
Pretty good I have to admit. oh so not true of course but good all the same. We all know that the Orkin man was only there setting traps for the slow wittow cave boys. He knew that they liked to hang out in the Bat cave hoping to do the bidding of the old bats, but he also figured that they wouldn't notice the traps that he set in the guano. He also knew that the wittow cave boys like to walk around squishing the guano between their toes while they wait to do something for one of the old bats. I guess the kind, beautiful, considerate, self sufficient, old bats aren't treating the wittow cave boys like the slave boys that they really are. Giving them to much time. Time enough to make up poems like this one. You can sure tell that the old bat around this cave boy's home is not around keeping him busy enough.
Pamela and Doc