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Is it wise to reuse the Habanero Spice Bag

 

Gilbert was from Brick wood county not far from where his brother Flubup lived,

 just on the other side of  Willy creek. right next to the  Sand Cone Bar which is now serves  Micro Brew

 Gilbert married his best friends sister Sally, She was educated,  graduated  from high school. Gilbert and Flubup had to work on the farm 

Made it to 8th grade thought.  there Grampaw Willy raised the boys,  cause there folks got sick and died.when they were young

 Gilberts  mommy was the best pie maker in all of  Brick wood as he remembers.

 Well  " Gilbert and Flubup were at  the sandcone having a beer  and  gilbert said  "WOW this beer is hot and mighty good. whats it called

 Well is called Hopy Habanero.  flubup said   I love it to.  Yea " I have some brewing in the back.

 My own recipe.  but then I add this stuff  to my boiling pot of beer " See that package over there"?
  why your making your own beer you just add the package to it.   Let me see that Gilbert turned to his brother and said

 Hey  "lets buy some , Grampa knows how to brew beer,  Yea" said Flubup. Lets get that other kind too,  It says is real hot, Scorpion Habanero, We can make some beer

 for that  gal Cindy that likes you Flubup,  and thinks She so tough " Good Idea  I take her on a hot Date   Thatsss Funny flub"  Let's go

it was Saterday morning  and they were out in the barn  Grampa came it,  What you boys doing?  We want to makes some beer ,

Ok " I will show you, Grab some of thoes buckets     and rince them out in the watertrought   "Ok

 Gramp paw said  I get the Water boiling      Now you boys  go out to that old silo and get me a half bucket of grain.

 and get some of that silage from the cow barn    Got lots of corn and Molasses in it " Need flavor  "Ok

  And Grampa"  we got some hot flavor to add to" Good Boys  lets do her  This is how we used to do it and sell it to the resveration said Gramps.

After about 45  min   Gilbert said  we got to dump 1 of these packages in " Which one said Flubup?  I dont know said Gilbert,  Grampa said dump both in

"" YAHOO  lets do it  so they did .

 Now Gilbert said,  Hey what do we we do with thoes spiced bags now that we used them?

 Flubup said " lets open them up and clean the stuff out  and we could put our change in them. "Good Idea

 Then grampa said  Wait a minute"  These packages have super hot habaneros in them,  you can hurt your self.

 Flubup said AHHH  heck" can't be any worce then leaning up againse an eletric fence.

 So Gilbert grabed the Scorpion bag. Then was trying to open it  "Who tied all these knots?  I can't get them undone.

 Just about that time Gilberts wife Sally came over to see what was going on,  Gilbert said  "you got long fingernails, and  handed it to Sally,

 Sally had no clue what was inside of that little bag. She got the first knot undone then the second  then the third knot.

She had to dig her fingers into the tite opening in the bag  to open it up.  And of corce it was summer time and about 97 degrees,

 Well she pulled her finger out  to get a better grip then wiped the sweat off her brow  """ YEP Habanero in the eyes""   She starter to jump back 
and wipe the burn out of her eyes.

 YEP there was pleanty of habanero on her hand  she got it in her mouth her noise,  and then YELLED  "" Help me my eyes are burring,,, 

Gilbert Panicked  and grab the bag,   Flip the spice all over his head right in his eyes

 and he then tryed to wipe the heat off with his hands   Started yelling  I can' see"" help"

  well Flubup freeked out and started to run over to help him and triped over the pot of brew

 spilling it all over his leg  Hot brew . He started yelling

 Iam burring  So grampa grabed the hose and started to drench them and cool them off.

 Then  Gilbert threw the bag away from him,  Old Blue Flubup's dog   Grabed it  took about 3 bites into it""   and started yelping and running circles around the whole disaster

                                     Can it happen.?????

                                                                             Is worth saving the bag?.   Here is what  I will do,,,,  if you are so tite in saving money and want to keep the bag

 I will send you a new one free, All you need to do is  throw out the old used bag and

 Just send me a self  stamped address envalope and  I will send you a new empty bag

                                                                                     Remember it takes 2 Stamps to mail the bag                                                                           Home
 
 Later that night Gilbert said to Grampa"  How come I'm so stupid ?
 Well Grampa said  it comes natural son you inherited stupide

 Let me tell you what I did A few years Ago

 

I had this idea""  that I could rope a deer,

 

 Put it in a stall, feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then eat it. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. they are easy as finding rabbits, I figured that, since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away), Hey sweet as a lop, it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog tie it and transport it home.
  
 I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed well back. They were not having any of it. After about 20 minutes, my deer showed up-- 3 of them. I picked out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me. I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end so
I would have a good hold.
  
 The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation. I took a step towards it, it took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope .., and then received an education. The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there looking at you funny while you rope it, they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that rope.
 
 That deer EXPLODED. The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range I could fight down with a rope and with some dignity. A deer-- no chance.
  
 That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally imagined. The only upside is that they do not have as much stamina as many other animals.
  
 A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this, since I was mostly blinded by the blood flowing out of the big gash in my head. At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature
off the end of that rope.
 
 I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painfully somewhere. At the time, there was no love at all between me and that deer. At that moment, I hated the thing, and I would venture a guess
 that the feeling was mutual.
 
> Despite the gash in my head and the several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer's momentum by bracing my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in. I didn't want the deer to have to suffer a slow death, so I managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder - a little trap I had set before hand...kind of like a squeeze chute. I got it to back in there and I started moving up so
 I could get my rope back.
 
 Did you know that deer bite?
 
 They do! I never in a million years would have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when ... I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist. Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head--almost like a pit bull.. They bite HARD and it hurts.
 
 The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was ineffective.
 
> It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but it was likely only several seconds. I, being smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now), tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the tendons out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose.
  
 That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.
  
 Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on their back feet and strike right about head and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp. I learned a long time ago that, when an animal --like a horse --strikes at you with their hooves and you can't get away easily, the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can escape.
 
 This was not a horse.. This was a deer, so obviously, such trickery would not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I screamed like a woman and tried to turn and run. The reason I had always been told NOT to try to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all, besides being twice as strong and 3 times as evil, because the second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down.
  
 Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.
 
 I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away. So now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a bow or rifle with a scope
to sort of even the odds...
  
 All these events are true so help me God... An Educated, Bruised and Bleeding Rancher...... who now is going to raise Rabbits.

 
 
By the way  this a true story   Actual letter from someone who farms, He has tried this:  

 

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