B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for July 01, 2012

Makes me think of my Army physical- bend over and spread ’em. First. last, and only chance to moon an officer- and a group moon at that!

Wasn’t there a FAR SIDE cartoon titled “Before Paper and Scissors”http://cavemanchemistry.com/ch120slides/graphics/cartoon/10.png

mm. ticks. taste just like milk duds

To keep the ticks from attaching themselves to him.

It’s not really about winning the Game.It’s all about being tricked into revealing that you have the manual dexterity to remove ticks when you play Rock, Paper,Tweezers.

Tick season and keeping the animals up on the meds all at the same time.. Fun for every one. /Sarcasm

Cooncat said, I play the more advanced version: Rock, Paper, Scissors, Spock, Lizard. (courtesy of Sheldon, Big Bang Theory)

Unfortunately, I’m sure Dr. Sheldon Cooper (being the perfectionist he is) would find it necessary to correct the name to: Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock. LOL

And, anyone ever tried to pick-a-tick with gloves? Either bare hands, or maybe gloves and a tweezer.

Ticks! [shudder]Happy Canada Day to all of us Canadians and a great day for everyone else.I wish someone would explain the game of Rock, Paper Scissors to me. [Not the Big Bang THeory please. Can’t stand that show]

Time for a game of Tic Tac Toe.

Up here in south eastern Montana, tick season is almost over. We know this because our one-eyed Heeler has an average of ten, instead of one hundred as it was in the Spring.Gloves are worn so that them buggers can be seen when they scamper up the gloves to find new feeding grounds…you, the glove wearer, easier to torch ’em that way and not burn your forearm in the process.

I can do a left handed Spock. But how does one do a lizard?

Notice they didn’t play “Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock”.

I only to go to the pasture to get into pile-a-ticks

It just shows they’re caring for Wolfie.

Paying taxes is more like a prostate exam- but I don’t think the tax man uses his finger.

Could be worse.. see today’s Close to Home…

You crack me up.

There was a kid in our neighborhood, that when there was a fat tick on the dog, would get out a pair of pliers and pop it. (They are tough, but not tougher than pliers!)