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Gosh dern it! Will you quit humming “Buffalo Gals won’t you come out tonight” I can’t concentrate.
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“I don’t care HOW many chips you bet.”
Was a time I was roaming out on the range, now the only fun I get is hitting a ball with a stick. Sigh!
Now might be a good time for a discouraging word…
No, what I said was, go the bull yards.
“Well, how did YOU know someone GAVE me my home where y’all roam?”
“ For the last time, Slim, I don’t care what they call them, buffaloes have never had wings!!”
“I’m from upstate, New York, why do you ask??”
“Well, after being an NFL mascot for so many years, I thought I’d try a new career and figured I’d take up playing pool professionally”
4 ball in the corner pocket for grazing rights.
Nice shot. Keep playing like that and you’ll be extinct sooner than you thought!
Gosh Dern it. Will you quit humming that song about “Buffalo Gals won’t you come out tonight” I can’t concentrate.
I wish you would stop snorting every time I make a gall durn shot!
“Y’know, Buffalo Fats, at first your reputation scared me, but now you just smell funny.”
You don’t look like a bear!
“I’ve already beaten the deer and the antelope, bub.”
He always scratches on the 8 ball. I should’ve bet higher than a buffalo nickel.
He always scratches on the 8 ball.
“Well, chicken wings ARE healthier than your wings! Just sayin’!”
Upon reflection, and especially since Jake was about to sink the 8-ball, Norman regretted his “don’t mess with the bull son, comment.
Hope he scratches so I can win back my Buffalo Nickel
Don’t look so glum, chum. I’m the one that’s behind the eight ball!
So this guy says, “Look at that group of buffalo” and I said, “Herd.” “Herd of what?” he said. I said, “Herd of buffalo.” He said, “Of course I’ve heard of buffalo!” That’s when I shot him. 3 in the side pocket.
No, what I said was, go to the bull yards.
[This is a re-post with a different email; the first time doesn’t seem to have made it through.]
You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd. I guess you can’t play pool either!
“Remember our deal: If I make this shot, you git yer tail off’n my land an’ leave ol’ Bessie alone.”
8 ball in the corner pocket. Ya know, when I make this shot, it will mean four straight losses for you. But as a buffalo, I figure you’re used to that by now!
“You know with a name like Buffalo Billiards the least they could do is offer us free drinks.”
“This is your local radio coverage for NFL Football…but when I was told I was covering Buffalo against the Cowboys tonight, this is not what I expected to see.”
1) “As soon as I sink this 8-Ball, you’ll be extinct alright…”
2) “I heard about you…you don’t look like no “Pool Shark” to me!”
3) “I’m no “Pool Hustler”, I’m a “Buffalo Rustler!”
“If that eight ball turns out to be a buffalo chip, we’re both in trouble.”
And Buford sighs as the tinhorn takes aim on the eightball corner pocket!
After losing ten frames in a row, Jed understood why the Plains bison was almost extinct.
*Cowboys grumbles angry*
Bison: I think you’re in a bad MOO–ood.