Pictures of A Rabbit Hash Woodstove

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he looks dog tired...

 

Yeah I think his dogs are barkin

 

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I love the little fellar splitting wood, but I cracked my iPad trying to kill that bug!!!

 

Been nice chatting, must go to bed, helping a friend pour concrete early...

I remember in high school when I would go out on friday night..

My dad in my face pointing at me yelling...

"SON, IF U AIN'T IN BED BY TEN OCLOCK........come home...)

 

Actually we cycle through Rabbit Hash almost daily. We live on KY 338 between, you guessed it, Big Bone Lick and Rabbit Hash, just a stones throw from Beaver Lick and Sugartit. And yes those are real names!

 

Like I said, Rabbit Hash is a state of mind!

 

You are close to Ryle Road then. I lived on that road when I was very young. We have probably met at some time...

 

You might see me on my Red and white 1981 Honda Passport sometimes. I had one when I was younger and recently drove to Minnesota and purchased one in really fine shape... oh yeah, we are pouring concrete in Sugartit this morning...

 

Yep, brick house on the right just past the intersection of Ryle and Beaver Rd. We ride the Ryle Rd. Dump truck float every year in the Rabbit Hash Christmas parade.

 

I believe ur the gentleman Chaz warned me about...

Thanks for the welcome! Trust me, I will need help navigating around here. Not sure who the genius is that made this site but it is very well done!

 

Wish I could take credit for that, but I let you down on that front I'm afraid.


Sorry bout that Brandon Scott .

 

Good afternoon. I was out scooter stalking someone....hope I succeeded...

 

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. Oops, sorry, wrong woodchuck....Brenndatomu gets credit...

 

2 men are sitting in a bar...

One of them looks across the bar and sees two old drunks sitting at a table. He turns to his friend and says, "In ten years, that'll be us."

His friend looks and says, "That's a mirror, dumba$$."

 

Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps, "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says, "Calm down. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence; then a gun shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says, "OK, now what?"

 

A Hoosier goes into a shop and buys a chainsaw. Two weeks later he returns the chainsaw and says to the shop assistant: "2 weeks ago I bought this chainsaw and you said that it would chop down 50 trees in an hour. I can only manage 2 trees."

The shop assistant says, "let me see", and starts the machine up. BRRRRRR!!!

The Hoosier jumps back in surprise and says "what's that noise?!?"


Ok, I'll stop now....

 

If it heals any egos, the hunters were from Kentucky...

 

The way I heard it they were from WV.

 

And that's how the fight started...