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There's a colonial house in Old Sturbridge Village with Chestnut clapboards that have never been painted.

Sometimes nature lives next to us.

They had to build a squirrel bridge to stop the carnage crossing the street from a city park to the Park Plaza office building.
Why did the chicken squirrel cross the road?
Because the stupid people at the Park Plaza office building fed them. Well, duh!

eggs?

For just a second there I thought that snake was a politician, because I thought he was speaking out of his ass.

Nothing like sitting quietly listening to the buzz of a feeding Hummingbird.

Now I know you guys are always dreaming of a wet pussy...
be careful what you wish for.

It's been a minute since I seen one, but, I remember it looking different than that.

Damn Roadrunner must have descended from Dilophosaurus.

:eek:

Well, shit, man! I was all for the bastard dying a painful death, beat his brains out, but, let him get laid at least once, anyway, damn!

:(

From a friend in Sparta, NJ, this morning.

Is that a compost heap? We had a bear visit a couple weeks ago but not since. Now that we're back in the bee business its more than a interesting occurrence. I've got a strong fence but I'm going to have to add electric and sardine cans.

I was guessing a fire enclosure, but I don't know, you may be right.