18 Comments on Ya’ll checkout my Redneck Battle Tank!
A Dumpster which can fire. Is that a product of the Military Industrial Waste Complex?
6
nice try … now, go peddle your duct tape
I’ve seen better contraptions … that actually worked at live fire, than this bobcat w/ ‘accessories’ … crap, I’d rather have a Napolean 12 pounder w/ a good crew
3
Clankety clank, here comes Hank in his tank…
6
Good work Billy! You can’t fault a guy for trying.
7
That little tank, (that could,) looks like the dragon from, “Dr. No,” 1962.
Bond,
James Bond
7
“And Sergeant Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old
Commanding his very own tank”
4
And I don’t know my ass from a hole in the ground, a redneck a MAGAott prick and a drunken bum who doesn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.
1
Gee, Anonymous, I know you’re trying to communicate SOMETHING, just can’t figure out what it is.
I have a suggestion: try English! American English, that is.
6
Gee if you learn english it could help. I am a Redneck, a Redneck… is a song from the late 70’s early 80’s. You don’t know your ass from a hole in the ground. Just a Redneck, a Redneck
1
Jerry Jeff Walker’s song Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother.
2
Looks like something from the Red Green show. Not sayin it’s a bad idea, just needs some mods.
2
And a K car and a visit from Edgar (Graham Greene) the so-called explosives expert as well as Winston Rothchild the 3rd from Rothchild’s sewer sucking service and the little thief Mike Hammer and Harold, Red’s dork nephew.
1
Geoff – I’m kinda partial to Choctaw Bingo by James McMurtry –
My paternal grandfather was born in Oklahoma in the mid 1890’s so I must have a little bit of a redneck in me. He was a farmer, hard rock miner in N. Idaho and an early Okie escaping Oklahoma before the dust bowl and the Depression hit in the 1930’s having permanently moved to N. Idaho in the early 1930’s. He also according to my dad knew how to noodle, catching catfish by sticking his hand down into dangerous ponds and other bodies of dubious water catching catfish with his hands. Of course, he had to watch out for the alligator snapping turtles doing this. And until my mom broke me of it, I used to call Washington Warshington.
3
Reminded me of Dukakis.
1
I laughed so hard I’m crying! That was hilarious!
4
^ When I read your “Recent Comments” snibbet on the Main Page it says “I laughed so hard I…”
And I was afraid of how that sentence might end! “…I hurt my…” 🤣
A Dumpster which can fire. Is that a product of the Military Industrial Waste Complex?
nice try … now, go peddle your duct tape
I’ve seen better contraptions … that actually worked at live fire, than this bobcat w/ ‘accessories’ … crap, I’d rather have a Napolean 12 pounder w/ a good crew
Clankety clank, here comes Hank in his tank…
Good work Billy! You can’t fault a guy for trying.
That little tank, (that could,) looks like the dragon from, “Dr. No,” 1962.
Bond,
James Bond
“And Sergeant Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old
Commanding his very own tank”
And I don’t know my ass from a hole in the ground, a redneck a MAGAott prick and a drunken bum who doesn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.
Gee, Anonymous, I know you’re trying to communicate SOMETHING, just can’t figure out what it is.
I have a suggestion: try English! American English, that is.
Gee if you learn english it could help. I am a Redneck, a Redneck… is a song from the late 70’s early 80’s. You don’t know your ass from a hole in the ground. Just a Redneck, a Redneck
Jerry Jeff Walker’s song Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother.
Looks like something from the Red Green show. Not sayin it’s a bad idea, just needs some mods.
And a K car and a visit from Edgar (Graham Greene) the so-called explosives expert as well as Winston Rothchild the 3rd from Rothchild’s sewer sucking service and the little thief Mike Hammer and Harold, Red’s dork nephew.
Geoff – I’m kinda partial to Choctaw Bingo by James McMurtry –
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nggqe-L9ZQ8
My paternal grandfather was born in Oklahoma in the mid 1890’s so I must have a little bit of a redneck in me. He was a farmer, hard rock miner in N. Idaho and an early Okie escaping Oklahoma before the dust bowl and the Depression hit in the 1930’s having permanently moved to N. Idaho in the early 1930’s. He also according to my dad knew how to noodle, catching catfish by sticking his hand down into dangerous ponds and other bodies of dubious water catching catfish with his hands. Of course, he had to watch out for the alligator snapping turtles doing this. And until my mom broke me of it, I used to call Washington Warshington.
Reminded me of Dukakis.
I laughed so hard I’m crying! That was hilarious!
^ When I read your “Recent Comments” snibbet on the Main Page it says “I laughed so hard I…”
And I was afraid of how that sentence might end! “…I hurt my…” 🤣
Niemeyer did it better.