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Oed to Dannman

CJD3

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There once was a Dan from Nantucket
Who carried his arrows by bucket
But after a season, he felt there was reason
To carry his buck in the bucket.


:smiley_crocodile:




O well... Better late than never :smiley_chick:
 


There once was a man named Dan..............
He once ate beans from a can.........
His colon swelled.........
His wife said "Oh well"...........
And what rhymes with Dan and can?
 
:smiley_crocodile: You mudloggers got ALOT of time on yer hands....good stuff guys.
Jeffie, your last line could end with "fan" or "bran", depending upon the direction you wanted to take it.
But that's all I'm givin' ya, you gotta work for it.

CJ - TOO funny

I'm thinkin if'n I knock down two does in one weekend I could have a two-headed bucket an call it "Lowes Doze"
 
Just picture Dude in white sneaks, a pleated skirt with pom poms, holding a Bacon Soda....
Enjoy that mental picture.

Makes ya wanna stab yerself in the eye, don't it?
 
Ah just come up with a rap song it'll all flow after that lol. You might even make a couple of million lol
 
Don't quit your day job anytime soon Dude lol, just sayin... Dang.... :smiley_bird:

Come on guys, it's hard to get things to rhyme with Dan.

Ah just come up with a rap song it'll all flow after that lol. You might even make a couple of million lol

Hay Riverdude don't try to rap
Yer rymes they don't have no snap
Just stick in the mud, or fly fishing bud
Cause your poems they ain't worth a crap.

:smiley_armscrossed: ::smiley_carnaval: :smiley_armscrossed:
 
Hay Riverdude don't try to rap
Yer rymes they don't have no snap
Just stick in the mud, or fly fishing bud
Cause your poems they ain't worth a crap.

:smiley_armscrossed: ::smiley_carnaval: :smiley_armscrossed:

Not bad Big Bro. :smiley_devil:
 
I'll give it a whirl.

There once was a bro named Dan
Who had a ho named Pam
He stuck it in her ear
And then in her rear
All while screaming
BAM! BAM! BAM!
 
I knew of a fellow named Dan,
Who once felt one gun made the man.
As he broadened his seasons,
his gun needs exceeded
the space he had once for the floor.