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Humor and Hunting at the famous Christmas Place Plantation Hunting Club on the edge of the Mississippi Delta</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1914</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/RUIu" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/ruiu" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>34.148775</geo:lat><geo:long>-89.628826</geo:long><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4CRnY6eyp7ImA9WhBbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-1447897746031384347</id><published>2013-05-16T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-16T12:06:07.813-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-16T12:06:07.813-05:00</app:edited><title>Look Out Rebels!</title><content type="html">Two more of our illustrious gentlemen are graduating from high school and plan to disrupt the fabric of the University of Mississippi. This could be trouble for everyone. Spencer on the right is my son (Heaven help him) and Michael is the only son of the great Satan, Paul (I don't think there is any help for him).These two are planning to take Ole Miss by storm. Congratulations and Good Luck to both of them. PS (Word of Warning-Do not mention Paul or my&amp;nbsp;name to your professors.)&lt;br /&gt;
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This month everyone is graduating. Our first genius is Drew Stewart, graduating from Ole Miss and they are very happy to be rid of him. They gave him an Accounting degree and rushed him through&lt;br /&gt;
the line. He has taken a job in Memphis&amp;nbsp;and surprisingly it is not on the back of a garbage truck. As his father the MailRider says "Welcome to the Party, Pal" &lt;br /&gt;
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Our second Ole Miss graduate is none other than Haley Howell, you know, the Great Satan's Daughter. She is supposedly retiring from college with a degree in Event Planning and has partied very hard through her years at school to know how to do this. She is headed to Nashville to work&amp;nbsp; and we hope that it all turns out great for her. Once again "Welcome to the Real World"&lt;br /&gt;
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Ahh, if you guessed, it rained almost all weekend. The Crappie Festival seemed to make it through but the rain reappeared soon after. Cooler weather and nothing to do, kept me. Denise, and Camo housebound most of the time. During the small break in the weather, we did manage to go over to Batesville and check out this wonderful Victorian home.&lt;br /&gt;
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These Alabama people always have to start big.&lt;br /&gt;
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My evil brother, no Trent, used his evil lawyer ways to blackmail me into buying a banner for the event and it turned out pretty good if I do say so myself. Camo gave it 2 paws up! Here I am getting some use out of Dad and Trent!&lt;br /&gt;
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At daylight this morning he was on the edge of the Levee Field when the whole woods started shaking from the gobblers cutting loose on the top of the ridge behind him. Dad has reached the stage where he can't hear thunder, so if he heard them gobble, they may have been sitting on the other end of the log with him. He perked a few times to get their attention. Anyway, a hen flew into the field and then 4 more worked down to him. The gobblers shut up and the hens wandered off. It grew quiet, Dad panicked1 What to do? What to do? He pulled the gobbler call out and hit it. Yabba-Yabba-Yabba! The gobblers cut loose too! They were right behind him!
holy crap! Two were right behind him as he tried to turn and get his gun up. He froze, they froze. Mistake. BOOM! The biggest gobbler rolled and Dad tried to get up from the log. His legs wouldn't work. They started going different directions. The turkey flopped off into the woods! Holy Crap! Dad thought he was going to have to crawl after the damn turkey or shoot himself if it got away. Finally, using the shotgun as a crutch and shaking some feeling into his old legs he staggered off into the brush and found his big gobbler. 22 pounds, 9 1/2 inch beard. Can't wait for the pictures. Congratulations Dad!</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3502020975593924131/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=3502020975593924131" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/3502020975593924131?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/3502020975593924131?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/dad-lowers-boom.html" title="Dad Lowers The Boom!" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UARnwzfyp7ImA9WhBXE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-8021097210428874643</id><published>2013-03-26T09:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-26T09:47:27.287-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-26T09:47:27.287-05:00</app:edited><title>No Action Here</title><content type="html">Dad let a whole damn flock of turkeys slip away from him this past weekend and Paul (Bloody Hands) Howell could not close the deal on a big turkey out from Water Valley. So it was a bad weekend all around. Trent did get a hog at the camp, so we are still working on them. Mark cancelled his trip down because of the nasty weather and I sat home in front of a fire and watched the Rebels lose their NCAA game. The weather has been cold and windy and nasty and just awful. Golf still seems distant and it is very slow around here. Denise has gone to California to visit her people, so it is just me and Camo. Hopefully the weather will change, spring will get going and things will start picking up. </content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8021097210428874643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=8021097210428874643" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/8021097210428874643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/8021097210428874643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/no-action-here.html" title="No Action Here" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4HQn07eCp7ImA9WhBQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-5255057273326518762</id><published>2013-03-22T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-22T16:32:13.300-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-22T16:32:13.300-05:00</app:edited><title>Rebs Steal the Cheese!</title><content type="html">Rebs win over Wisconsin, down to 32. go Rebs!
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Their opponent will be those tough Badgers from Wisconsin. Good Luck and tune in to watch the exciting Marshall Henderson and the rest of the team try to advance in the tournament. It's a really good year to be a Rebel!
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He has his eye on three big gobblers that have been making daily appearances over near the Sneaky Stand and hopefully he will get one early this year. 
Paul, Michael and Stewart "Blood Trail" Allen will be there too. I will be at the Green Gala with Denise, more on that later..
Hope for a poof of feathers from old Dad this weekend!</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5739291665277594096/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=5739291665277594096" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5739291665277594096?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5739291665277594096?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-poof-of-feathers.html" title="A Poof Of Feathers" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GRXk4eip7ImA9WhBRF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-6926996400870722244</id><published>2013-03-08T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-08T10:25:24.732-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-08T10:25:24.732-06:00</app:edited><title>My Birthday!</title><content type="html">&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ztoSUhbNntQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;
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My Birthday is tomorrow, 39 is a tough age.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6926996400870722244/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=6926996400870722244" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/6926996400870722244?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/6926996400870722244?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-birthday.html" title="My Birthday!" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/ztoSUhbNntQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMEQns4fyp7ImA9WhBRFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-4932246845254435453</id><published>2013-03-07T12:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-07T12:53:23.537-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-07T12:53:23.537-06:00</app:edited><title>Men In Tuxes</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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While we were doing something important like saving the world from the hostile&amp;nbsp;hog invasion, these two high school seniors (Michael and Spencer) were out juking with the chicks. Ahhh, the days....&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4932246845254435453/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=4932246845254435453" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/4932246845254435453?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/4932246845254435453?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/men-in-tuxes.html" title="Men In Tuxes" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kbebcwXtlZg/UTjhoI-qZ-I/AAAAAAAAI8w/SIpkV9yL3bA/s72-c/photo6+(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAGRXg_eip7ImA9WhBRFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-3471492086006983269</id><published>2013-03-04T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-04T10:32:04.642-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-04T10:32:04.642-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hog Camp" /><title>Hog Camp 2013</title><content type="html">First, I want you to know there was a blizzard.&lt;a href="http://hog-blog.com/"&gt; Phillip&lt;/a&gt; brought it in with him from Texas and the reason I did not get a hog was because of the total white-out conditions. Camo got lost in a snowdrift!&lt;br /&gt;
But, like the Indians, I endeavor to persevere. 2nd, it did not slow those other hog hunting fools down one bit. The Colonel started it off with this big black nasty creature.&lt;br /&gt;
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The snow was coming down sideways but they proceeded to blast hogs right and left. here is Davin, Roundtree and Gonzo&lt;/div&gt;
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. Tim got a hog with a very long shot from his 7 mag and Brian Henry ran into a whole herd of hogs and when the group went to get his hog, they ran into them again. Here is our camp photo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Everyone got some shooting and 15 hogs were taken. A very successful hunt and a lot of thanks to Burney for organizing everything. And Phillip, I hope he had a great time and will return. He was a great guest and a pleasure to be around.&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3471492086006983269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=3471492086006983269" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/3471492086006983269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/3471492086006983269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/hog-camp-2013.html" title="Hog Camp 2013" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4FvC1SUPv8/UTTG_vYzOXI/AAAAAAAAI8A/mnogVgGyVJE/s72-c/1hc2013.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8BRnk8eSp7ImA9WhBREUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-7023811062954644453</id><published>2013-03-01T09:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-01T09:47:37.771-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-01T09:47:37.771-06:00</app:edited><title>Off To Hog Camp</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXvoOsg6yTo/UTDNbbWqvqI/AAAAAAAAI7w/_QKFszdPlX0/s1600/epig.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXvoOsg6yTo/UTDNbbWqvqI/AAAAAAAAI7w/_QKFszdPlX0/s320/epig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camo and I are almost packed and we will be leaving for hog camp around noon. Camo has new hog boots and a leather vest and is raring to go. she hates a damn hog!
Burney called from camp and said everything is ready and he and dad are cutting a few trees blocking the roads today until we get there.
The Lammeys are coming! The Lammeys are coming! They will be in this afternoon and maybe we can get Camo to give a few shooting lessons to them before the hunt.
Prizes will be awarded for the biggest hog, which I will win of course. the most hogs and the most exotic colored hog. I may go three for three!
Hopefully no one will get killed and eaten by the wild hogs this year.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7023811062954644453/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=7023811062954644453" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/7023811062954644453?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/7023811062954644453?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/03/off-to-hog-camp.html" title="Off To Hog Camp" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXvoOsg6yTo/UTDNbbWqvqI/AAAAAAAAI7w/_QKFszdPlX0/s72-c/epig.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAGQHw4cCp7ImA9WhBREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-7096649308999202131</id><published>2013-02-28T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-28T09:18:41.238-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-28T09:18:41.238-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hog Camp" /><title>Phillip, Hog Bound And Down</title><content type="html">Just checked in on Phillip at the Hog Blog. He is East Bound and down.

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</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7096649308999202131/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=7096649308999202131" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/7096649308999202131?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/7096649308999202131?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/02/phillip-hog-bound-and-down.html" title="Phillip, Hog Bound And Down" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/h6hGdPkn8Ow/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08CR3w5fip7ImA9WhBSGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-5242022811638900799</id><published>2013-02-27T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-27T09:44:26.226-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-27T09:44:26.226-06:00</app:edited><title>Interview With The Hog Blog</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XfTSVEBP_Bs/US4ppBsHWSI/AAAAAAAAI7U/2mG9q-5j3AY/s1600/phillip2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XfTSVEBP_Bs/US4ppBsHWSI/AAAAAAAAI7U/2mG9q-5j3AY/s320/phillip2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a pure and faithful public servant on reporting only the truth in the news, I recently conducted an interview with&lt;a href="http://hog-blog.com/"&gt; Phillip at The Hog Blog&lt;/a&gt;.
The first thing he wanted to know is if I had any rhinocerous bullets. I said no, I've never even seen a rhinocerous at the Christmas Place. He looked at me blankly and said he was bringing a .270WSM and needed bullets. Supposedly this is a 270 Winchester short Magnum which should at least annoy the hogs as he blasts at them. Then I made the mistake of asking him what did he know about cooking pork. OMG! He said he knew how to cook bacon, make bacon sandwiches, pork sandwiches, pork loin, pork shoulder, pulled pork, BBQ ribs, short ribs, pig jowls and black eye peas, pork chops, hog brains, pickled pig feet, roast hog, fried hog, pork pie, pork ala-mode, grilled pork, hog-eye soup, blah, blah, blah, I told him I was having a heart attack and would see him at camp and hung up. Don't ask him about cooking pork this weekend!</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5242022811638900799/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=5242022811638900799" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5242022811638900799?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5242022811638900799?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/02/interview-with-hog-blog.html" title="Interview With The Hog Blog" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XfTSVEBP_Bs/US4ppBsHWSI/AAAAAAAAI7U/2mG9q-5j3AY/s72-c/phillip2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcASXs9eyp7ImA9WhBSGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22569236.post-5650219570108863634</id><published>2013-02-26T09:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-26T09:20:48.563-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-26T09:20:48.563-06:00</app:edited><title>Super Hog Bullets</title><content type="html">So, I go into Wal-Mart to buy some bullets for the hog hunt and they have a new brand on the shelves.
&lt;i&gt;HOWITZERS- the thermonuclear device for the serious Hog hunter!&lt;/i&gt;
I bought two boxes.</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5650219570108863634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22569236&amp;postID=5650219570108863634" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5650219570108863634?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22569236/posts/default/5650219570108863634?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bodocktimes.blogspot.com/2013/02/super-hog-bullets.html" title="Super Hog Bullets" /><author><name>Editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928325559485542272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="23" height="32" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwjJ3KLTIsg/RbQFDmyaz4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fQHFHV57Kr8/s320/brex22.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
