Happy Birthday, Grousers!

Well, the blog is a year old. We've gained some members, lost some members, and had some fun. All in all a successful first year. Keep posting those stories, links, and limericks.

Limericks you say? The following limerick first appeared on Grousers in December 2005:

There was a young grouser named Richie
Whose trigger finger on point was so itchy
He walked in on a bird
A great boom could be heard
And when he missed he was ever so bitchy

Jerky loving blogging brethren . . .

There once were a brethren that loved jerky
And much of their humor was quirky
They wrote up their blogs
And argued 'bout dogges
But where the Vicar was hiding remained murky

Au contraire! Wispy haired pointy dogges are just perfect for late season on-ice duck work

With a spaniel the rule is drakes only
Which results in hen mallards that are lonely
But when the lake's froze
The rule is anything goes
You can even use that setter lying pronely.

The Vicar of State College

There was a young grouser named Richie
Whose trigger finger on point was so itchy
He walked in on a bird
A great boom could be heard
And when he missed he was ever so bitchy