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Uh, Harmon, The prints on the fabric are in the wrong places,ya think? Bells on the toes and stockings on the legs.

Hey!Where did everyone go?

Nice work, Harmon !

Yeah, I agree!

Yeah, I agree!

:D :D

My daughter Marisa did the same with duck tape. I didn't get quit so "worked over" like you did. Smart, cute and creative girls

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

Hey, I've seen that photo creeper somewhere before! beep beep, hooooonk!

I got my eye on you, pal! I do like the detail on the jeans. Hey, are those spuds or cow patties? Concho-girl, where y' been? O yeah, Oregon and parts in between haven't y'? Missed y' babe. Those conchos I tacked to your riding breeches are from an Internet western-wear. As to th' flyin' horse-apples, they were contributed by ol' Happy, my Sandy Creek Cowboy mount that not so long ago became infirm and had t' be put down. My years at Sandy Creek Ranch were deeply enriched by Happy and by Ricky D. Goose, both gone to where th' good critters go. I'm sure that you will treasure the honor of being the only cowgirl, or perhaps mulegirl ever honored with flyin' Happy horse-apples. Maybe I can find a shot of Ricky D. Goose to spruce up another BlondHiLites photo. Say, remember th' day we hid those doggone dawg-caches? I'm still lame from a bruised heel that was aggravated by the paved and cobbled streets and closes of Scotland and the two Irelands. Ouch! Kiss-kiss, Sweet ol' Harmon Have you been hanging around lady gaga? When your bruised heel feels better, we'll go check on them dawg-gone caches along the sugar trail. Oh, and feel free to invite John along (you know?)

I got my eye on you, pal! I do like the detail on the jeans. Hey, are those spuds or cow patties? Concho-girl, where y' been? O yeah, Oregon and parts in between haven't y'? Missed y' babe. Those conchos I tacked to your riding breeches are from an Internet western-wear. As to th' flyin' horse-apples, they were contributed by ol' Happy, my Sandy Creek Cowboy mount that not so long ago became infirm and had t' be put down. My years at Sandy Creek Ranch were deeply enriched by Happy and by Ricky D. Goose, both gone to where th' good critters go. I'm sure that you will treasure the honor of being the only cowgirl, or perhaps mulegirl ever honored with flyin' Happy horse-apples. Maybe I can find a shot of Ricky D. Goose to spruce up another BlondHiLites photo. Say, remember th' day we hid those doggone dawg-caches? I'm still lame from a bruised heel that was aggravated by the paved and cobbled streets and closes of Scotland and the two Irelands. Ouch! Kiss-kiss, Sweet ol' Harmon So,I'm surrounded by Quacks I see.

I got my eye on you, pal! I do like the detail on the jeans. Hey, are those spuds or cow patties? Concho-girl, where y' been? O yeah, Oregon and parts in between haven't y'? Missed y' babe. Those conchos I tacked to your riding breeches are from an Internet western-wear. So,I'm surrounded with quacks As to th' flyin' horse-apples, they were contributed by ol' Happy, my Sandy Creek Cowboy mount that not so long ago became infirm and had t' be put down. My years at Sandy Creek Ranch were deeply enriched by Happy and by Ricky D. Goose, both gone to where th' good critters go. I'm sure that you will treasure the honor of being the only cowgirl, or perhaps mulegirl ever honored with flyin' Happy horse-apples. Maybe I can find a shot of Ricky D. Goose to spruce up another BlondHiLites photo. Say, remember th' day we hid those doggone dawg-caches? I'm still lame from a bruised heel that was aggravated by the paved and cobbled streets and closes of Scotland and the two Irelands. Ouch! Kiss-kiss, Sweet ol' Harmon

I got my eye on you, pal! I do like the detail on the jeans. Hey, are those spuds or cow patties? Concho-girl, where y' been? O yeah, Oregon and parts in between haven't y'? Missed y' babe. Those conchos I tacked to your riding breeches are from an Internet western-wear. As to th' flyin' horse-apples, they were contributed by ol' Happy, my Sandy Creek Cowboy mount that not so long ago became infirm and had t' be put down. My years at Sandy Creek Ranch were deeply enriched by Happy and by Ricky D. Goose, both gone to where th' good critters go. I'm sure that you will treasure the honor of being the only cowgirl, or perhaps mulegirl ever honored with flyin' Happy horse-apples. Maybe I can find a shot of Ricky D. Goose to spruce up another BlondHiLites photo. Say, remember th' day we hid those doggone dawg-caches? I'm still lame from a bruised heel that was aggravated by the paved and cobbled streets and closes of Scotland and the two Irelands. Ouch! Kiss-kiss, Sweet ol' Harmon

I got my eye on you, pal! I do like the detail on the jeans. Hey, are those spuds or cow patties?

Heeee's Baaack ! Hi Harmon, I missed you!

Some taste like Chicken and others like Pud-in-boots

I don't like it. Nope. I don't like this one little bit. I come here to be entertained by whatever trouble Harmon has managed to get hisself into and what do I find but some sort of mutual admiration society. I'm a startin' ta' think them Mayan calendar builders may have been right, after all. Not to worry James. it's just that Jodi hasn't spotted the photo I posted on "Harmon's Happy Hideout." Figured that I should build up a few sweety-points before I need 'em. Here, I'll share the photo with you butt for goodness sakes don't go telling Jodi about it. So how's that make y' feel ... all better? Poor ol' Harmon SD Rowdies Mr. Harmon, I told Jodi about this, but I don't think she saw the butt in it.... Just trying to help. I finally visited your hideaway yesterday. John Butt??? ... who put that there? Hey! is that a PUD cake? This place looks great(not sure about the butt). Could be a good spot for an event! An event huh? Sure, you get to haul in the food and drinks. Here's the coordniates N32 53.378, W116 32.586; y' might want to look over the route with Google Earth before you take this on. Can y' say "tuft-grass?" Still an event at my Hideout is a good idea but let's wait until Jodi tidys up the roof, rearranges the furnishings, and vacuums the pond so's we can swim. ... bring your own chair, snake-bite kit, and insect repellant I should think. But seriously, Duncan! did a great job spotting the old cabin with Google Earth. Lucky break for me to be part of his scouting party. In answer to your question about the PUD cake, no, Jodi tried a new recipe and it was terrific. She gave it a name but I hesitate to post what she called it ... she had a failure and so had to bake a second one for me the same morning and in a hurry. My first clue was when she arrived and said "Here's you !@#$%^& cake Harmon." How d' y' think I felt? (Well fed, that's how.) Ain't she th' sweetest thang? Poor ol' Harmon