Lasher wrote:
Now, my good friend insane nag, what have I said that would bring you to such a frothing, slobbering, wailing, screeching state? I have tried to be a buddy and a pal to you for days now, and this is the thanks I get? If that's the way you feel, then I guess our "camping trip" to the Grand Canyon is off? And I was so looking forward to your teaching me all your arts and crafts like smoke signaling, whooping, pitching a tepee, scalping babies, staking people down to the ground and disemboweling them while they are still alive, smoking the old peace-pipe, raping white settlers, begging cowboys for a chaw of 'baccy, loitering in front of the saloon and cadging pennies, wearing typhus-infected blankets, and all the other good things you injuns enjoy doing. Oh, well, c'est la vie, non?
P.S. It's "whose" ass to kick.
Now, my good friend insane nag, what have I said t... (
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Quid Pro Quo, Laugher: No matter, neither your 100 year + old arse or Owussy could anyway.