A bear claw/bear penis swizzle stick.
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Before you think me crazy let me explain the method to my madness.Deer season is about to start and I will be spending a lot of time at my camp.After the hunt at the camp while cooking supper and enjoying a mixed drink I can relive these great memories of the last two summers.
New friends made.
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Great scenery.
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Toms planning for our adventure.
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Bowdocs great cooking and laughs,and serious side also.
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Man I miss Quebec,come on deer season has been a long summer.Take care all this season.Kip
hope things are going well for you, Kip
Have a great Fall season :wavey:
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The thought of a bear penis in my drink would cause me to quit drinking asap! Pretty country.
What is wrong with you?
Errrr... no.
I've seen strange but DAMN! :knothead:
:biglaugh:
Now, if he'd called it an 'oosik' rather than penis bone, none of you'd have known, would you? :D
I think it's brilliant myself :thumbsup:
Makes very little sense to me... :(
You need a matching raccoon bone toothpick and you would be all set.
:biglaugh:
put a rubber band on that thing and youd have a strap on....great pics
Kip, good man, I have my brown bears swizzle stick...shoot kind enlightening to hear a southerhillbilly call it that ;)
I guess I'm too old to appreciate something like that. I'm with you Mike Mecredy.
There are probably a few things I'd want in my drink even less than an animal's naughty bone. Off the top of my head though, I'm having trouble thinking what those things might be.
Kip really knows how to make a stiff drink...
My younger brothers did a lot of raccoon hunting/trapping and occasionally saved their penis bone. They'd clean it up nice, and then when friends would come over they'd ask what it was, and my brothers would say it's a dog whistle. And invariably, boy or girl, these folks would try to blow the thing (probably being prompted to do so by my kin) and they'd say, "I can't hear anything."
And my brothers would say, "Of course you can't, it's too high a pitch for our ears. But dogs can hear it."
Some weren't too happy to find out what it really was. :)
Thats right Molson and they have a little wang to them!Bill
roflmao........hahahahahahahaha...thats a good one....dog whistle.....harrrrr....i spit soda on my lap readin that one..... :D :D :biglaugh: :D :D
Love the dog whistle joke!
I had a bear "swizzle stick" on my home office window sill. The maid through it out thinking it was just part of my general slob behavior. Can't say I blame her. :D