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About 48 gallons. Due to problems with my boat pullers :-[ (one got stollen and the other just didnt waont to get the job done) I have been mostly jon boating this year. 3.5 and 7.5 dont used much gas ;D

I think I might be thinking of a way to get in if that would have been my little girl

I'm veteran just not of the Nam era. I'm Kinda on the Fence post about this song. This part of the songs is the reason. "It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son." "It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one." I joined the military back in 84 and i got out in 2001 February. Last week I got a call asking me to come back in.

Geez Now i feel bad for trying to answer this members question. Yea they said they didn't know squat about OB, but hey you have to cut your teeth some where if you want to learn. And to me it seames as thought these two were willing to have a hand at getting that OB to running right after they were told by a Third Party that the jets on the carb were the wrong size I was also going on the premiss that he was only shoping for the correct size jets to get an estimate on what a set of jets for the Motor's carbs should cost so they (him and his next door neighbor) would not be taken by some Mech that was just out to make a buck

Why is it that the man of steel "SUPERMAN" will let bullets bounce off his chest but if you throw the gun at him he will Duck If the chicken came before the egg, where did the chicken come from and if the egg came before the chicken... Who or what layed the egg > Why is it that your stuff will make that funny noise only when the repair person is not their

Most suzuki outboard Motor repair shops should have what you need, Also check Suzuki Motorcycles shops as the Mikuni carb was used on more than just outboards (Suzuki Cars have then too that are not fuel injected of course) Here is a Link to the Mikuni Web site. Hope this help :-/ http://www.mikuni.com/fs-carburetor.html

I couldn't see much in that first pic, but what you got going on in that second pick looks real good. So will you building in a live well at that front cut out are will you be going the Ice chest live well route. Will it be an electric only boat or will have gas power too? keep us posted

I don't onw one but I have Hunted with Several of it's Brothers and Sisters. > Sniper Rifle, M16A1, M16A2, M249, M60

I've never done any mods on a V bottom other than adding a livewell and seats. But with any small craft i feel that it's max weight carring capacity must be adhered to How close will you be to your boats max weigh capacity. Some will say tht it's ok to be a little over and othes will say it not ok. It's your judgement call. I been on flatbottoms and V's that were over loaded and at times it was no fun to fish due to te contanst thought of when was I going in for that unintional swim. Is their no closer body of water that you and your buddy along with your normal fishing load of gear (to include your live well full of water) could test out your set up before you take that 1 1/2 hour drive out to your honey hole.

Sorry to bust your bubble but you guys got it all wrong. Bigfoot is no where near them places. Him and his lil bro Sasquatch live out in Hollywood CA. They are both big time movie and TV actors. They work for Jack, Jack Links that is

Catch Nothing But Hogs and win it all ;D

Bbassboy1. A little touchie are we... But you cool with me Well Just so you know I for one was never knocking the E-Rude. I Beleive the older motors are better too. In my Collection I have 1956 7.5 HP Evinrude Fleetwin. 1979 25 HP Evinrude 1974 50 HP Evinrude 1970 25 HP Johnson Sea horse 1954 3 HP Evinrude Folding Lightwin 1964 BigTwin 40 HP Outboard 1961 25 HP Gale Buccaneer These are not Show Motors, these are all working fishing Motors Just to name a few...

Big Bag of Cat-Nip and a minow net ;D

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out loud! Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet. Here's what happened: Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was "something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room. "He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious, Dad. Can you help?" I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and followed him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do. "Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!" "Oh, my gosh!" my wife exclaimed. "She's having babies." "What?" my son demanded. "But their names a re Bert and Ernie, Mom!" I was equally outraged. "Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce," I said accusingly to my wife. "Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she inquired (I think she actually said this sarcastically!). "No, but you were supposed to get two boys!" I reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth). "Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed. "Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!). By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it. "Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience," I announced. "We're about to witness the miracle of birth." "Oh, gross!" they shrieked. "Well, isn't THAT just great? What are we going to do with a litter of tiny little l izard babies?" my wife wanted to know. We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later. "We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted. "It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified. "Do something, Dad!" my son urged. "Okay, okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times with the same results. "Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to know. "Maybe they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?) "Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap. "Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged. "I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted to him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for God's sake.). The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass. "What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically. "Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside. "Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked. "Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This lizard is not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen . . . Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male species, they um . . . um . . . masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife. We were silent, absorbing this. "So, Ernie's just . . . just . . . excited," my wife offered. "Exactly," the vet replied, re lieved that we understood. More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly. "What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness. Tears were now running down her face. "It's just . . that . . . I'm picturing you pulling on its . . . its . . . teeny little . . ." She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more. "That's enough," I warned. We thanked the vet and hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into the car. He was glad everything was going to be okay. "I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad," he told me. "Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter. Two lizards: $140. One cage: $50. Trip to the vet: $30. Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie: Priceless! Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class. Lizards lay eggs.

Indian Mating Ritual Two Indians and a Hillbilly were walking through the woods. All of a sudden one of the Indians ran up a hill to the mouth of a small cave. "Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!" he called into the cave and listened closely until he heard an answering, "Wooooo! Wooooo! Woooooo! He then tore off his clothes and ran into the cave. The Hillbilly was puzzled and asked the remaining Indian what it was all about. "Was the other Indian crazy or what?" The Indian replied "No, It is our custom during mating season when Indian men see cave, they holler 'Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!' into the opening. If they get an answer back, it means there's a beautiful woman in there waiting for us." Just then they cam e upon another cave. The second Indian ran up to the cave, stopped, and hollere d, " Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!" Immediately, th ere was the answer. "Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!"from deep inside. He also tore off his clothes and ran into the opening. The Hillbilly wandered around in the woods alone for a while, :-/ and then spied a third large cave. As he looked in amazement at the size of the huge opening, he was thinking, "Hoo, man! Look at the size of this cave! It is bigger than those the Indians found. There must be some really big, : fine women in this cave!" He stood in front of the opening and hollered with all his might "Wooooo! Wooooo! Wooooo!" Like the others, he then heard an answering call, "WOOOOOOOOO, WOOOOOOOOO WOOOOOOOOO!" With a gleam in his eye and a smile on his face, he raced into the cave, tearing off his clothes as he ran. The follow ing day, the headline of the local newspaper r e ad.... (Get ready, this will kill ya) NAKED HILLBILLY RUN OVER BY TRAIN......! ;D

It's a good product, just be sure you wash your hands really good after each use. Cause if you touch anyting up front it will SHRINK it for every

I would be quiet subspect of a boat without a prop for sale. Gives the seller a reason to not give a test drive. With the seller not knowing much about the boat he is bad too. He might be just tring to make a quick buck on a resale piece of _____ you know what. No test ride no cash... No sence buying something that going to spend most of its time at the repair shop

I wore the Army Special so many years that now I feel weird if my hair is longer than 1/8 of an inch The little lady gives me the buzz cut every saturday night so it will be nice and fresh for Church

Look for an Old Salt to take with you when you take it for that test ride.

Dallas Fort Worth are has quiet a few boat dealers and that might be your best bet. Check the Dallas Green Sheets also

I name all my water vessel My first Boat "The Beast" (Big Truck Tire Inner Tub with a Sheet Of Ply wood tied to it) Aluminum 1448 "Stuck In the Mud" It had been T-Bone by a car and flew throught the air and was stuck in the mudd Aluminum 1432 "New Wave Hookers" Me and My Brother did the Wave after wining an open tourmament that we were laugh at during blast off due to the awesum power 1432 with a Big ol 3 HP Evinrude ;D Skeeter "Yea it's Skeeter" That have the fun of onwing one!!

Now that is a video that i would like to see!!! Do you have a link for it

NADA says it's Polar Craft not sure of year first year was 87 i think CF-1651-AW Here is a link http://www.nadaguides.com/default.aspx?LI=1-24-38-5694-0-0-0&l=1&w=24&p=38&f=5697&m=1288&y=1987&ml=P&gc=mr&gtc=MR&d=1600139506

Con Grats on the sale The three best days in a fishermans life. The day you get your first boat 8-) The day you sell your first boat :-[ :'( The day you buy your next boat : repeat ;D

Roaches.. Roaches.. Roaches.. Need I say more. I hate htem with a passion. Other bugs i can deal with but i hate Roaches