Jack is missing
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Jack Chiefdon
I just got back from Wyoming a couple of days ago. I left for Wyoming the very next day I got back from the NortLand. I'm sorry to hear you have to go back to Georgia.
My project leader in Wyoming was not a fan of Ronald Reagan, in fact it didn't seem like he was a fan of much anything. He was the most opinionated, elitist person I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. However, I told him of the knife you bought in Georgia and he thought it was off the wall. If you come across another one, pick it up, he would like one. Of course I'll reimburse you at some time...if you trust me, for I still owe your brother 20 dollars!
My project leader in Wyoming was not a fan of Ronald Reagan, in fact it didn't seem like he was a fan of much anything. He was the most opinionated, elitist person I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. However, I told him of the knife you bought in Georgia and he thought it was off the wall. If you come across another one, pick it up, he would like one. Of course I'll reimburse you at some time...if you trust me, for I still owe your brother 20 dollars!
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Guest
Oh yeah, and about that guy not being a fan of Reagan:
Well, I was doing some paleontology work in Wyoming for about 11 days, and the day before Ronald Regan died, the crew leader broke a spell of silence, "hey, does anyone know if Reagan is still alive, or did the fucker die and we just haven't heard about it (He then proceeded to discuss "That fucking piece of shit" for the rest of the day)?"
"I think he's still alive, crapping and pissing himself," came the response from one ( I laughed and laughed at that but then felt ashamed when I rememberd watching a gut-wrenching, tear jerking special on alzheimers).
Well, needless to say, the old lout died the next day. When we heard the news, we named our dig site "The Ronald Reagan Memorial", and the crew leader was certain that his question the day before provoked the death somehow. He's a very weird, brilliant, opinionated, and elitist individual, and his premonition was eerie.
Well, I was doing some paleontology work in Wyoming for about 11 days, and the day before Ronald Regan died, the crew leader broke a spell of silence, "hey, does anyone know if Reagan is still alive, or did the fucker die and we just haven't heard about it (He then proceeded to discuss "That fucking piece of shit" for the rest of the day)?"
"I think he's still alive, crapping and pissing himself," came the response from one ( I laughed and laughed at that but then felt ashamed when I rememberd watching a gut-wrenching, tear jerking special on alzheimers).
Well, needless to say, the old lout died the next day. When we heard the news, we named our dig site "The Ronald Reagan Memorial", and the crew leader was certain that his question the day before provoked the death somehow. He's a very weird, brilliant, opinionated, and elitist individual, and his premonition was eerie.