No, this is not about cows getting revenge on the redneck “tippers.”
PA had some stale crackers and I decided to feed them to the birds and whatever other critters wanted them. I went out on the front porch and started slinging them like Frisbees. Wow, do they fly! I mean really far! And no, I was not on anything, except the porch. Maybe I’m just easily amused or maybe I was thrilled because I was never very good at Frisbee. Anyway, try it sometime. Stale crackers only, please: wasting food is a sin. I’m serious. (I guess you could fling good crackers at hungry people. That’s cool.)
I saw an item in a high end retail gardner/sportsman type catalog (I get on all the cool lists :rolleyes: ), that was a “cracker flinger”, and was touted to be a environmental friendly alternative to skeet shooting.
In view of your impending stay at the graybar hotel, you may be overdoing the other recreational indulgences you are so famed for. So, which is it, flinging crackers, or going crackers? Enquiring minds want to know.
A long haired hippie pea picker,
thought feeding the birds would be quicker.
If saltines he’d fling,
from the front porch like thing.
Now the feathers are flying much thicker.
PS: Take a square, unbent piece of cardboard (1’x1’) and throw it by spinning it off from a grip on one corner. You will not believe the aerodynamics that a hunk of box has.
I made a batch of biscuits once. I left out the baking powder, and they were just like hocky pucks. I lived near the shore of Lake Michigan at the time, and I learned that these deadly biscuits made good skipping stones, if thrown into the water at the correct angle. Even the seagulls rejected them, so I was glad that they were good for something!