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<blockquote data-quote="Newbie" data-source="post: 3656461" data-attributes="member: 5512">Ok, i&#039;ll go. The following story is a retelling of a story written in an old bible my father&#039;s side of the family has passed down. It starts out, &quot;How we came to be in Texas&quot;. It&#039;s not word for word but the gist is all there.So way back in the 1800s, sometime about 1865 or 1969 (hard to make out) my great, great grandfather lived in a little house just outside of town somewhere in Tennessee. . He was sitting on his porch watching a buzzard glide back and forth across the sky when his neighbor came out and they started talking. I&#039;m sure a lot of &quot;Yeps&quot; and &quot;Uh Huh&#039;s&quot; went back and forth but eventually the neighbor said something to the effect of &quot;I bet you can&#039;t shoot that buzzard&quot;. GGGpa said, &quot;Sure I can.&quot;&quot;Betcha can&#039;t&quot;&quot;That bird ain&#039;t that high. My kid could shoot it&quot;&quot;Hmm...Betcha can&#039;t.&quot;My GGGpa was a very hot tempered Scot. He probably mouthed off at this point with words that would soundly justify his warm, sunny destination after meeting St Peter, but he stood up, threw up his rifle, and brought that buzzard straight to the ground, landing on the &quot;betcha&quot; guy&#039;s side of the fence. Betcha guy went out and tossed it back on GGGpa&#039;s side. GGGPa said, &quot;You wanted it, that&#039;s your bird now&quot;. Betcha guy said, &quot;You shot it, it&#039;s yours&quot;. Buzzards tend to stink, so as they&#039;re slinging this bird back and forth across the fence the smell is getting worse. Finally GGGpa says, &quot;That&#039;s your D* bird and you&#039;ll keep it!&quot;, He tosses the bird far over the fence one more time. Then as Betcha guy goes to pick it up GGGPa shoots him in the butt. Ends up smooth killing the guy. After that he and GGGmaw lit out of there and moved to Texas. And the rest is history. He never went to jail for it as far as I know, but he did end up having 9 kids so I guess he stayed busy.His grandson ended up becoming a pastor and built one of the first churches in a little town around Abilene. It&#039;s still used today.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Newbie, post: 3656461, member: 5512"] Ok, i'll go. The following story is a retelling of a story written in an old bible my father's side of the family has passed down. It starts out, "How we came to be in Texas". It's not word for word but the gist is all there. So way back in the 1800s, sometime about 1865 or 1969 (hard to make out) my great, great grandfather lived in a little house just outside of town somewhere in Tennessee. . He was sitting on his porch watching a buzzard glide back and forth across the sky when his neighbor came out and they started talking. I'm sure a lot of "Yeps" and "Uh Huh's" went back and forth but eventually the neighbor said something to the effect of "I bet you can't shoot that buzzard". GGGpa said, "Sure I can." "Betcha can't" "That bird ain't that high. My kid could shoot it" "Hmm...Betcha can't." My GGGpa was a very hot tempered Scot. He probably mouthed off at this point with words that would soundly justify his warm, sunny destination after meeting St Peter, but he stood up, threw up his rifle, and brought that buzzard straight to the ground, landing on the "betcha" guy's side of the fence. Betcha guy went out and tossed it back on GGGpa's side. GGGPa said, "You wanted it, that's your bird now". Betcha guy said, "You shot it, it's yours". Buzzards tend to stink, so as they're slinging this bird back and forth across the fence the smell is getting worse. Finally GGGpa says, "That's your D* bird and you'll keep it!", He tosses the bird far over the fence one more time. Then as Betcha guy goes to pick it up GGGPa shoots him in the butt. Ends up smooth killing the guy. After that he and GGGmaw lit out of there and moved to Texas. And the rest is history. He never went to jail for it as far as I know, but he did end up having 9 kids so I guess he stayed busy. His grandson ended up becoming a pastor and built one of the first churches in a little town around Abilene. It's still used today. [/QUOTE]

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