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Its a shock ain't it...? Indian Motorcycles are more American than Harley now...

Made in California.

I do know you're a legend in your own lunch box.

No the Dear Boy (Odie) does not have one care, he knows the whole family will forgive him pretty much anything. Cherished old pup.

Im and expert on many subjects Saul..lol....Im so good in fact... when I win and argument with Buck...he deletes my threads...

Harley has more China parts than the wing wong ginzu... Indian on the other hand is 87 % built from parts made in the good old U.S.A...the other 13% isn't from Japan or China or india....the rest of the parts are made in Canada... Sorry to busrt your buble Buckwheat...lol.

You hope this public humiliation sets him right, @Saul?

I never knew you were a turd expert

Right up a claymore next to the turds and when it shits there again hey presto no more fox shit

Wait until are resident Mexican gets a hold of this....A thread about dog shit...lol....

Think you might be on to something...it does look like human shit....Im no expert but id say he's feeding it to much table scrap...?

I hope your dog shits in your bed.

Did you get a free sombrero with that.

Nuffin else happening

Actually my Older daughter did something like that when she was 3 but that was 17 years ago now. I think I will reminder her later.

Thought clarity was important

Don't think there was any need for the close up.

She's coming home !!!

OMG how could you

A Scottish Soldier, in full dress uniform, marches into a pharmacy. Very carefully he opens his sporran and pulls out a neatly folded cotton bandana, unfolds it to reveal a smaller silk square handkerchief, which he also unfolds to reveal a condom. The condom has a number of patches on it. The chemist holds it up and eyes it critically. "How much to repair it?' The Scot asks the chemist. "Six pence" says the chemist. "How much for a new one?" "Ten pence" says the chemist. The Scot painstakingly folds the condom into the silk square handkerchief and the cotton bandana, replaces it carefully in his sporran, and marches out of the door, shoulders back and kilt swinging. A moment or two later the chemist hears a great shout go up outside, followed by an even greater shout. The Scottish soldier marches back into the chemists and addresses the proprietor, this time with a grin on his face. "The regiment has taken a vote," he says. "We'll have a new one."

Oh the forum has reach new low ...lol....and I though my arse hair thread was bad...