Woo hoo! I’m a reg’lar! A genuwine old-timer!
Why, I remember back in the good ol’ days, when the whippersnappers knew their place and we all got our share of respect…<nostalgic sigh>
Oh, and why nump without protection? Although I do have to admit that’s what got me into my present “condition”…
“Because he dodges bullets, Avi!!”
ah, hobson… but is the loooong release superior to the short or auto release when numping, and will Mr. Hobson comment on that?
too late on the BB jargon issue, I’m thinkin’…
[I]“Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.”
Albert Einstein (1878-1955)[/I]
Now see, Inverness, I have morals, but my standards are low! 
From time to time, I enjoy visiting with the hobsons. I need not let my thoughts wander about their numping – in stocking feet or not. Likewise, they need not picture me numping. And on and on it goes. I suppose the fact is that everybody numps, behind closed doors. Maybe I just can’t handle the poor Peep socks, so innocently given, becoming corrupted! 
Tin Tin Tin, I beg your forgiveness!
Is it a good excuse that I’ve been sick this week and my brain is befuddled with too much over the counter cold medication? 
Yes, Tin is very much one of the Originals from the Porch. And unlike BossHoss and Mrs. Mouse, she’s even kept the same name (mostly).
“I’m designed for sitting. That’s why my butt is covered in soft fur.” Dogbert
Joliemom, check your email…
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Is numping allowed on the porch? 
SUZ
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Merry staggers in from the barn, where she was numping Oded. She pops a peep in her mouth to regain her energy… 
“Quick, Beezer, stick some mini-quiches in the microwave before QHSM opens up a bag of Corn Nuts and nauseates us all!”
And yes, Coreene, you did already nump Vincent. I was there, remember? With the camera. Munching on a fish taco. And no, you were not wearing a helmet. But you did have on a pair of boots.
You act like you just discovered we are a Not Well Group of People…
[I]“Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.”
Albert Einstein (1878-1955)[/I]
I just noticed there’s little thread numping on the weekend.
Here was little old me, a random lurker, too scared to actually bite the bullet and post …
and then VA Horse Trainer scared me into lurkerdom for another year!!!
I haven’t bothered to wade through the previous 4 pages (seriously, don’t you guys have jobs? ), so I don’t know if the word “uber” has been mentioned yet. I assume it has, as it seems to be the motto of DQ’s.
Anyways, as I was sitting in class today, minding my own business, my Evil (the name of the class, not a descriptive title for the person) prof suddenly woke me up by using the word uber in his lecture. Oh, and it was not just any uber-reference. He actually uttered the sentence “Hitler was uber evil”.
I love my prof. That seriously made my day.
We could, say, be on the porch with the blender and the margaritas and the peeps and nachos and fish tacos (put Merry on the opposite side of the porch, she thinks friends don’t let friends eat fish tacos).
I haven’t read this entire thread, but did anyone mention the “Whatever” threads started by that infamours helmet thread, “Sneaking BY…”? I thought those were classic.
Whatever Bastes your Turkery…etc etc
Then of course in the same thread, there was the little tangent about quiche helmets. Approved quiche vs unapproved quiche. That had me LMAO.
I’m eating lunch here!
Yawl are so numped up, don’t make me bring out Aunt Esther’s purse.
“If you ain’t got it in ya, you can’t blow it out.” Pops
Joliemom, your email doesn’t work 
Email me!
Aqha Clique
I surely do believe I bagged el Vincenze first, many many many moons ago.
Lordy, you don’t want to be forced to explain that concussion to the emergency room personnel.
Every time, every ride.
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