I would sort of rather not have a mascot for the quick commuter tag. To many places in an urban setting are hard to find a mascot hiding place and I think the game will go faster with just pictures. I have a bunch of interesting jackson metro tag ideas and many of them have nowhere to hide a mascot. I am open to persuasion to change my mind, but for the ease and speed of commuter / lunch hour / auick tagging, I feel it will go better with no mascot. What do y'all think?
...we do like the iron butt and, like you said, a posted photo with a particular landmark in the background will be the tag.
Let's not make this thing too hard to deal with, Keep it simple . He was raised in the swamp, eating gator meat. Making rot gut whiskey.... Leave it simple and easy. Don't let that gator bite you on your gonads .....
Wrong, it didn't make sense at 1:00am either. Sounds like a case of too much blood in your alcohol stream.
OOPS , I had some Jerry Reed going . AAAAAAaamusss , Amos Moses ..... I think I was saying to keep it simple with one mascot(Ug, not Ug Lee) and not let your nads git bit by the Hugegator . or something like that . But , I didn't make da rules , so I'm just sayin ....... I love me some Jerry Reed sounds , google it and enjoy . Yeah here comes Amos Now Amos Moses was a Cajun He lived by himself in the swamp He hunted alligator for a living He'd just knock them in the head with a stump The Louisiana law gonna get you Amos It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp boy Now everyone blamed his old man For making him mean as a snake When Amos Moses was a boy His daddy would use him for alligator bait Tie a rope around his neck and throw him in the swamp Alligator man in the Louisiana bayou About forty-five minutes south of Tippitoe Louisiana Lived a man called Dr. Mills South and his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son who could eat his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth Called him Amos Moses Now the folks around south Louisiana Said Amos was a hell of a man He could trap the biggest meanest alligator And he'd just use one hand That's all he got left cause an alligator bit it Left arm gone clear up to the elbow Well the sheriff caught wind that Amos was up in the swamp Trading alligator skins So he snuck in the swamp gonna get the boy But he never came out Well I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to Well you can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou About forty-five minutes south of Tippitoe Louisiana Lived a cat named Dr. Mills South and his pretty wife Hannah They raised up a son who could eat his weight in groceries Named him after a man of the cloth Called him Amos Moses I know son Make it count son About forty-five minutes south of Tippitoe Louisiana...
AWWW sh!t , haha , I love Jerry Reed, but I'd have to draw the line somewhere before I married the bunny that talked like him Gator McClusky would have to draw the line too , I magine .
Who is ready for all of this nasty weather to move on so we can get to riding more and moving tags around?!?!?!
Subject to decent weather, A few of us are talking about riding down to Golden Pine MX near Prentiss this Sunday for a big race. (And no, I'm not racing. I prefer to dodge trees) It's not final yet, but I just wanted to see if there was any interest in any others on the MS ADV forum going.