“Hakuna Matata!”
I found this from my Safari, I thought it humerous.:-
26 August 2023; Dateline Zambezi Delta, Mozambique -
Disney fans everywhere are in mourning at the passing of popular animal actor, Perceval D. Warthog III (6 July 1967-26 August 2023), more commonly known as ‘Pumba’ from the Disney classic ‘The Lion King’.
Percy came from a distinguished warthog acting family. His first role as a hoglet was with his Grandhog Percy I in the 1960s series ‘Tarzan’ with Ron Ely. He was then a regular in the Chuck Conners TV show ‘A Cowboy in Africa’.
After Percy’s meteoric rise to fame in ‘The Lion King’, he was known to have substance abuse issues.
He was a regular compatriot of actor Charlie Sheen in the early 2000s LA nightclub scene, where his popular song ‘Hakuna Matata’ made him a hit with the California ‘sows’.
He was even rumored to have been a regular at Hunter Biden’s parties, but when his ‘Lion King’ money was depleted, he fell on hard times.
Friends say he went home to Mozambique to clean up his act in perpetration for ‘The Lion King XIII; The revenge of Scar’s Transgender Son’.
Witnesses on the scene say he was performing his signature song ‘Hakuna Matata’, and was just beginning his ‘Shuffle off to Buffalo’ when an American hunter took his life. His last words were “Hakuna Matat…”
When asked why, the Hunter replied “I hate that damn song, my kids wore out two video tapes of ‘The Lion King’.”
When asked for a statement for all of Percy’s fans, the Hunter replied “Hakuna Matata… Bitches.”
Percy’s estranged partner, Timon D. Meerkat, couldn’t be reached for a statement before press time.
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We were driving along a ‘Pan’, when the strains of ‘Hakuna Matata’ could be heard.
I said “Oh Hell No!” and tapped my man Brasil.
He quickly ‘glassed’ the situation, and slapped the truck cab to notify Rye to stop.
Rye jumped out and began looking himself.
“A big one! Really good!” Brasil said in his language.
Rye looked through his binoculars.
“I don’t see a damn Sable!”
“No Rye,” I said. “Listen.”
“It’s a worry free
Philosophy!
Hakuna Matata!”
“The warthog? Brasil, I thought you were talking about a Sable!”
We had been looking for a Sable for MBB.
Rye looked at me, and I said “I hate that damn song, I have to make it stop!”
Brasil jumped down, and I climbed down.
Brasil solemnly reached into my soft rifle case and withdrew the big double-barrel .470 NE.
I broke it open, withdrew two of the massive .470 rounds out of my belt, and dropped them in their respective chambers.
I made sure the boomstick was on safe.
I carried the big 13 lb rifle in my right hand by the wrist of the stock,
barrels straight up to the sky.
We began the stalk.
As we got close, some of the other hogs present took off.
Not this one; he was too busy doing his damn routine.
The sticks were set, the massive double rifle’s barrels were gently laid in the ‘U’.
“Whenever you are ready,” Rye whispered.
“I’m going to ‘slap’ him as he begins his ‘Shuffle off to Buffalo’ and make sure he arrives,” I said.
Taking up slack in the front trigger slowly. As soon as he started the ‘Shuffle’, I squeezed the trigger the last millimeter.
The 500gr .470 projectile ripped through his left side just behind the shoulder, and exited his right shoulder.
He ran a short distance, uttered a final “Hakuna Matat” and expired.
“And Disney can kiss my Black ass!” I exclaimed.
Brasil said something to Rye.
“Brasil is skeptical that you have a ‘Black ass’.” Rye said with a grin.
“Oh, it’s just a figure of speech Brasil!”
Brasil and Binko busted out laughing.
I love Binko’s laugh, that’s why they call him ‘Binko’.
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My hunt is done, we are kicking back until Monday when we leave for Joburg.
On a serious note, I did the old hog a favor, he was in the process of starving to death.
His teeth were so bad, he could only eat new green shoots of grass that appear only after a Pan has been burned. He was so hungry, he didn’t notice the other hogs flee.
I bequeathed unto him ‘The Death of Socrates’.
His suffering ended.
He was so thin, you could see his spine.
88 yds, 500gr .470 NE HP, 4x scope.
Classic quartering shot.
And yes, I’m wearing my shades, I forgot to take them off to shoot.
Didn’t matter…
I’ll post some fantastic pics from my last week soon- stay tuned!
I don’t know if I even posted this video before -I shot it a year ago. Martha was riveted to this scene from the original Prince of Egypt. But I really don’t think she appreciated the dog being thrown overboard.
I just stumbled across this - I think it was some story that referenced Valiant Pharmaceuticals- and I said well, “Stuart Varney is a big fan of one of their products…”
I remember on the first take, I was rushing at the end and the way it turned out, made me laugh, so I just kept it in.
I showed it to Stuart later and he got to kick out of it
Thank you for reminding me. I wanted to talk about our post-show hangout in Memphis and here it is:
“Epictetus”
“The world turns aside to let any man pass who knows where he is going.”
— Epictetus
This is one of my favorite quotes.
I’ve always said that if you ‘walk like a Predator’, you never need be afraid. Because predators don’t attack predators.
In a bad neighborhood or bad part of town, if you walk and act like you know what you are doing, people leave you alone.
This also works in interpersonal relationships. If you are confident, people rarely question you, and you tend to go farther in life.
Even if the confidence is a ‘facade’, only you need to know that you have doubts.
“It ‘bears’ further”
Explanation…
I apologize for the quick ‘Bear’ post, but I was at Powell Ranger Station Idaho with an iffy signal.
For those of you whom were fans of the ‘Late Great Paul Harvey’;
Here is ‘The rest of the story’.
My lovely bride and I were on a 4+ hour Scoot ride through the Lolo pass of the Bitterroot mountains.
At or near the 5,233 ft summit of the pass is the Montana/Idaho border. We decided to turn around at ‘Powell’ Idaho, in 12 miles, as indicated by a mileage marker.
There is no ‘Powell Idaho’, there’s the ‘Powell Ranger station’, which has adjacent to it the ‘Powell Lodge’.
There is a lodge/Restaurant and it has surrounding log cabins. The area also has a ‘rustic’ convenience store gas station.
We stopped to stretch, I pumped fuel while @The_CINC went inside to grab a couple of cold drinks.
Once I finished fueling the Scoot, I found a shady spot to park it in, and I went inside the store.
The word ‘Store’ is a gracious description. ...
Sorry, but I just spent 45 minutes loading 8 of 10 photos.
So I’m just posting a link instead of repeating the post.
https://bigun.locals.com/upost/7088916/giant-western-red-cedars
