What's in your user name?

Well, some years back I "was a skeet shooter". Not so much anymore due to a variety of reasons.

Good thread skipglo, keep um' coming!
Thanks very much I truly appreciate the reply. I thought it was time to change things up a bit from what scope should I buy!šŸ˜‰. This one was to get to know us!
 
Ohhh do explain further!
After I intercepted to pitches in the backfield and had four successive sacks on subsequent plays one of the OT's, a guy that towered over me by a foot made the mistake of taking a swing at me.

The announcer, an old family friend saw it all building for a bout a quarter and a half as I was trying not to get booted from another game for fighting saw what was coming and said, "Lookout, he took a swing at Rose, it's gonna get Wild" and from that moment on I was dubbed "WildRose.

I had some anger issues in those days. Fortunately between football and military service I found positive outlets for them.

I think I probably still hold the record for getting ejected though.šŸ˜

In spite of that I was a heavily recruited blue chip player.
 
After I intercepted to pitches in the backfield and had four successive sacks on subsequent plays one of the OT's, a guy that towered over me by a foot made the mistake of taking a swing at me.

The announcer, an old family friend saw it all building for a bout a quarter and a half as I was trying not to get booted from another game for fighting saw what was coming and said, "Lookout, he took a swing at Rose, it's gonna get Wild" and from that moment on I was dubbed "WildRose.

I had some anger issues in those days. Fortunately between football and military service I found positive outlets for them.

I think I probably still hold the record for getting ejected though.šŸ˜

In spite of that I was a heavily recruited blue chip player.
Now that's stepping up to plate! Thanks
 
Now that's stepping up to plate! Thanks

If not for Football and The Army odds are I'd have gone to prison before I was 21. I liked to fight and was very good at it but never a bully, and the more I got hurt the meaner I got.

I've spent a good portion of my adult life trying to steer other young men in those two directions to avoid the third.
 
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In the off roading (jeeps) scene, I seem to end up in situations where some mythical-magical crap that seems to bypass most then happens to me and it is not always good.

My wheeling buddy said I should get me a Six Demon Bag like that dude on Big Trouble in Little China had and hang it from my mirror. Named my 2006 Jeep Rubicon LJ "Six Demon Bag" and had an Egg Shen sticker made for it and it just kinda stuck.

"Wind, fire, all that kind of thing!"


 
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I'll expand. When I was 18 some buddies and I were in the Sulphur River bottom and I killed a 10 point not that impressive all the g's were like 6", 4" etc except the back left g2 was 14". Weird looking so they gave me my Indian name Longtine and it stuck.
 
To keep it short I'm a closet nerd (hard working farm kid, Veteran, cowboy boots, but love video games, table games, science fiction)
One of my favorite movies is Last of the Mohicans, (also the books) main character is known as Hawkeye, I liked Hawks watching them on the farm, so when a nickname was needed, that's what I thought.
When a game called Halo first came out I played it with friends at game parties. I used Hawkeye forbmy character name. Well one of the maps was a big open gulch amd and I was pretty good with the sniper rifle, and when I kept dropping guys with active camo (think predator movie, basically invisible) and head shots from the opposite ends of the map, they were saying the name fit, after they got done having a fit. LoL
I also enjoyed M.A.S.H.
So everything came full circle.
Guess I was meant to end up in a Long Range Hunting, and shooting.
 
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I have been a hand made pretzel baker since 1983.
Dad and I started in 1983 as partners and bought his share in 1990 and been own my own since.
My hat is off to anyone who starts there own business, dad wanted something different for me as he punched the time clock all his life.
Jobs were none existent when I was 16. I did find a job as dairy hand while his son went to collage. I left there when we started the pretzels.
www.UncleHenry.com
 
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