Maybe.

I agree. I've got a lot of great memories associated with that move. Plus it makes a killer drinking game...take a drink every time Doc Holiday does. You might be surprised at how often that happens.

 

Val Kilmer made the greatest Doc, the best that's ever been portrayed. What gets me is how he can be so fantastic in that movie, and so horrible in other movies I've seen him in. It doesn't add up.

Do you have to take a drink of whiskey in this game? You're not playing fair if it's not whiskey. The Iowa boys are tellin me that I'll be able to drink just about anyone under the table, because I am so used to the high altitude. Bring on the drinkin games!

Brendan, this past time...does it involve hanging about in a robe, or hanging out of a robe?

 

I think you can choose whatever you want, but if you choose whiskey, you best be prepared. IIRC, it's something like either 30 or 50 drinks doc takes throughout the movie. That would be a lot of whiskey.

I think the altitude does affect you a little. I remember when we went to Utah earlier this summer, the first 2 or 3 days it didn't take but a couple beers to get a decent buzz going, which was really strange. After that though, it pretty much normalized as the body adjusted.

 

Sometimes i check the forum get caught up in the O/T thread and forget that we are here to help!

Thanks for the quote Lisa!

 

Speaking of Tombstone....

My favorite scene...

YouTube - Tombstone Bitch Slap

And some other featuring Doc Holiday..

YouTube - My favorite scenes from Tombstone of Doc Holliday

 

Sure thing Nolan.

What did you end up naming that big 'ol horse of yours? I don't think any of us will care if you didn't chose the names we suggested, we'll live. its okay you can tell us.

Scott - you ain't no daisy!

I think i'm going to have to go rent that movie now.

 

You do that kid, and a couple bottles of whiskey, and keep on posting. That ought to result in a couple of dandy quotes for my signature.

 

Bottles? I think I'd be in the hospital getting my stomach pumped.

 

Well on the account that i didn't get to name him... They all voted and decided to call him "Hansom"

 

Well, he is a big "hansom" boy. Fair enough.

 

Ya but that would be like calling myself Redneck!

 

We would not want that, that's for sure. I am unfamiliar with whiskey or any hard liquor as far as that goes other than a margarita now and then. So, don't do anything to harm yourself. Maybe 1 beer for every drink Doc has??? Course that would be a lot of beer for a little girl. Even when I was drinking a case a day I could not do it over the time one movie would take.

 

lol. I get what you're saying. It's okay to name a pet something cutesy, or obvious. My parent's had a horse named Anxious.

Mark, whiskey is some potent stuff. A few shots of it and most people are pretty well done for the night. It's especially hazardous if mixed with other types of alcohol.

I went to a bachelorette party one time where the girls were shootin whiskey. I had a few mixed drinks and maybe 5 shots of Jack, and I was extremely drunk, but better off than a few other girls who ended up dipping their heads into the toilet bowl.

 

I have, years ago. But at my age it's just a matter of time until I've seen them all.

The Devil
<hr style="color: rgb(209, 209, 225);" size="1"> <!-- / icon and title --><!-- message --> One Sunday morning, everyone in one bright, beautiful, tiny town got up early and went to the local church.

Before the services started, the townspeople were sitting in their pews and talking about their lives, their families, etc. Suddenly, Satan appeared at the front of the church. Everyone started screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in a frantic effort to get away from evil incarnate.

Soon everyone was evacuated from the church, except for one elderly gentleman who sat calmly in his pew, not moving... seemingly oblivious to the fact that God's ultimate enemy was in his presence. Now this confused Satan a bit, so he walked up to the man and said, "Don't you know who I am?"

The man replied, "Yep, sure do."

Satan asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Nope, sure ain't," said the man.

Satan was a little perturbed at this and queried, "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

The man calmly replied, "Been married to your sister for over 48 years."

 

Little Johnny / Obowel
<hr style="color: rgb(209, 209, 225);" size="1"> <!-- / icon and title --><!-- message --> Little Johnny is at it again...

Presidential candidate, Barack Obama was visiting a primary school where
he visited one of the classes. They were in the middle of a discussion
related to words and their meanings. The teacher asked the
presidential candidate if he would like to lead the class discussion on the word 'tragedy'.?

So our illustrious Democratic presidential candidate asked the class for
an example of a 'tragedy'.
One little boy stood up and offered: 'If my best friend, who lives on
a farm, is playing in the field and a tractor runs over him and kills
him, that would be a tragedy.'

'No,' said Obama, 'that would be an accident.'

A little girl raised her hand: 'If a school bus carrying 50 children
drove over a cliff, killing everyon e inside, that would be a tragedy.'
'I'm afraid not,' explained Obama. 'That's what we would call great
loss.'

The room went silent. No other children volunteered. Obama searched
the room. 'Isn't there someone here who can give me an example of a
tragedy?'

Finally at the back of the room, Little Johnny raised his hand. In a
quiet voice he said: 'If the plane carrying you and Mrs. Obama was struck by
a 'friendly fire' missile and blown to smithereens that would be a tragedy.'
'Fantastic!' exclaimed Obama. 'That's right. And can you tell me why
that would be tragedy?'

Well,' says the boy, 'It has to be a tragedy, because it certainly
wouldn't be a great loss... and it probably wouldn't be an accident either.