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JALLEN wrote:

The Annoyed Man wrote:

JALLEN wrote:You Aggies sure have some stories!

When I was in college, the Aggies were all Animal Husbandry majors, but somebody caught 'em and made 'em quit it!

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When you were in college, there were no animals yet.

Sure there were. In fact, about that time, a party or parties who no doubt wished to remain anonymous rustled a certain very famous steer right before Thanksgiving one year, apparently oblivious to Texas law which prescribed hanging for cattle rustling. Publicity likely brought this possibility to the attention of the miscreant(s), the steer was hastily returned to its rightful owners and dignitude, such as it was, restored.

WildBill wrote:

Beiruty wrote:

The Annoyed Man wrote:

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JALLEN wrote:You Aggies sure have some stories!

When I was in college, the Aggies were all Animal Husbandry majors, but somebody caught 'em and made 'em quit it!

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When you were in college, there were no animals yet.


GIG 'EM!!!

I don't know about Animal Husbandry (although I did take Animal Science classes), but when I was there in the mid 1970s, my political science prof made a pass at me once. He was drunk. He must have thought I looked like a goat or something........which made no kind of sense because I was a good lookin' kid back then — although I wasn't nearly as pretty then as I am now.

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Wow, Is that you in the Photo, TAM? I would never figured out. You look like a star in one of the John Wayne movies.

Who is that guy on the horse that is next to you?

JALLEN wrote:You Aggies sure have some stories!

When I was in college, the Aggies were all Animal Husbandry majors, but somebody caught 'em and made 'em quit it!

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treadlightly wrote:I think we should be understanding of this man's frustration.

He won physic's highest honors for unifying the forces of weak nuclear interactions and electromagnetism.

He had to leave gravity out of his equations. He couldn't explain it.

Can you imagine the self-torture he would go through if he had to lecture to armed students? Even the least promising student's firearm, with its gravity-influenced trajectory, would mock him. Every Bubba's son, able to hit the target with the natural skill of a country boy potting a rabbit, would force him to admit even the dimwitted end of his class bell curve uses with precision the gravity he failed to understand.

This is every bit as tragic as what Lord Kelvin must have endured when his cherished luminiferous aether assumed a posture of repose on the ash heap of forgotten physics that didn't work.

So sad.