I was just poking at Nate. I don't contest his finds. The anchors are legitimate but I would like to see him pose like the rest of us.
Anyone will pose for 19 anchors but it's a brave man to pose with one tiny Utah and try and seam proud of it. :-[
ok.. use more smileys next time.
Remember I have this one consuming most of my time.
you had me on that one. After my underwater tug-of-war, I could feel my Chi slipping and thought it best if I could remove myself from the situation to regain some of my Zen like composure. :-[
I guess I am a little camera shy, and can't hold a candle to the poses that you strike. ;D I will start working on some poses ???
Which true anchor/bogus find (based on whether its, mine or not) is being contested Kristie?
So true.......
Mine without the picture! Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey ???
The anchor was photographed, just Nate wasn't in the photo. It's all good.
On another note: due to someone who was stalking me on here and elsewhere online I will no longer post anything personal. You can send me a pm and become my friend on Facebook. The stalker apparently still reads this board and sent me a note. I have now blocked them yet again. Sigh. Wish this world didn't have those kinds of crazies on it.
Oh! good, I like these.
"Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner!"
Before I started this challenge, I was about to leave,
but then I realized, I had Steve, up my sleeve,
I soon saw we were up against Nate and John
so I knew there was no time to vegetate, little time to spawn, (sorry Molly)
we soon took the lead, we were going to make them bleed,
then seemingly from their ass, they pulled iron in mass,
we needed a quick fix, so we pulled Young Joe in our mix,
he searched and searched, and swam for fun,
turns out he may have well just, sat and spun.
Then the Judges, Angie and Kristi, Pat and Bob,
turns out they'd had a hell of a job,
Pat was dreaming about beers on my boat,
Angie was dreaming about places remote,
Bob was dreaming about bubbles that don't float,
Kristi was dreaming about adding another to her tote,
Now as the season draws near, I think of the things I hold dear,
safety lines that wont snag, fishermen that aren't a drag,
pics of anchors that are clear and bright, competition that is easy to smite,
so there you have it, the G-men are ready to sail,
even in Somalia we could not fail.
TRINITY
A true poet - Terry! And yes I am already dreaming of putting a few Guinness' down my throat on your boat and enjoying some great company too.
Very nice! Standing ovation from shooter!