I'm reminded of my sister relating hearing the people in the restaurant
kitchen where she worked talking about shooting skeet--she thought it was
just another one of the drugs they did.

How deep to you plant those pheasant feet?  Don't they wriggle free?
Seriously--are these planted live birds or are they fake targets?

That berembers me of the engineer/artichoke joke Pam sent today--the
difference between the two is engineers make the weapons and the architects
make the targets...


-----Original Message-----
From: Ken Follett [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Monday, October 11, 1999 3:58 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: "Plan Your Skeet Field Now!"


In a message dated 10/11/99 11:45:07 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
[log in to unmask] writes:

> with the exception of the large trap shooting covention being held at the
edge of the golf course.

Sorry to get you all in a snot but I'm happy to be taking off Thur/Fri for a
long weekend in rural PA farmlands to shoot skeet in the cow pasture and
planted pheasants in the hedgerows. ;-)

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