My Lucky/Unlucky Day

“As we like to say about anything scout related.

It's ALWAYS an adventure.”

“Stop whining, you commie, left wing, rotten, cowardly, snivelling, pretentious, whiny, liberal piece of dog meat!”

“I'm just sorry we didn't have a cookoff last night. I could've won with ratburgers.”

“Memo to self: When camping with the trees, put up tent as far from tree's as possible, just in case a lightning storm developes.”

“Yeah, but your ratburgers would have been cold and dried up by the time they reached the plate!”

“Geo, you don't make rats into burgers, dammit.

You fry them up like squirrel and serve them with gravy.”

“That was then; this is now. From now on I'm serving my food when it's ready, not when you get done playing slowball with that gourmet barbecue sauce you stole from some yuppie eatery after you bribed the judge I had already plied with Glenfiddich (you conniving, crooked b@st@rd, you!).”

“Hey Chili, tell that to the defunct burger chain that tried to take over Philly. It took awhile to figure out they were ratburgers, but they sure weren't hamburgers, or turkeyburgers, or anyother kind of burgers, so rats was all that was left.

I never thought I'd find something worse than a Burger King burger, but there it was.

The company was White Tower or something. In the old days they had pretty good burgers. That was back when they used cows in the burgers and not rats.”

“San Mateo man dies in avalanche

Snowboarder's change of plans had saved him from tsunami

Bay Area native Daniel Berk had planned to spend the Christmas holiday in Sri Lanka, getting his scuba certificate, but canceled his plans at the last minute. He missed the deadly tsunami, but on Saturday, he was killed in an avalanche while snowboarding off-trail in the Austrian Alps.

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“I guess his time was up regardless of how he went.”