What's Grizzles Inc.??
What makes Tony, the C.S.P.(Chief Scraper of Poop) tick???
  • I've kept pigeons since I was 12 years old. Everyone seemed to have birds in those days. I remember buying 50 cent birds and taking them home, stuffed inside
  our shirts. A kid on our street had a bird with a 'Heintzman' band. He was da man.
  • I'm 62 going on 16!!
  • I can't imagine not having birds around. When in the loft, the stresses of everyday life are put aside, as I hang out with my little feathered buddies. No amount of therapy could ever do this, not that I'm in need of psychiatric intervention. That's my own biased opinion, of course.
  • If you aren't having fun with your birds, then you should get rid of them and take up needle point.
  • I live in Pickering (Ontario, Canada), which is 30 minutes east of Toronto. My greatest pride comes from my 2 kids. Anthony is an accomplished roofing estimator with a prestigious roofing firm, and Tina has exploded on the Interior Design scene. I look forward to being a fulltime manager when she lands a half hour show on H & G television. Both were mildly interested in the birds as they were growing up,but that all changed when the hormones kicked in. Sound familiar?
  • I consider myself to be a pretty handy guy. Did most of the renovations to the house, built my loft and all of the accessories. Woodworking is probably my specialty. I can still count to twenty, so all digits are still attached. I won't touch gas or electricity. Got zapped a few times, so that's enough of that sh..!
  • Not all pigeon guys have their priorities right. Family has to come first, and the birds should be somewhere down the line.
  • Budweiser really is the King of Beer!!
  • Las Vegas is our favourite vacation destination. We are not big gamblers, but we are very
     happy to support the local economy. I don't think one has much choice, seeing the house has
     the odds. Vegas is about an attitude that eveyone should experience. If you are looking for               a tour guide to 'Sin City', don't hesitate to contact me.
  • I thank my parents for giving up everything they had in Italy, so their 7 kids would have a chance at a better life in “America”. Now that takes balls!!
  • I am honoured to have been the Executive Director of the Dovercourt Boys' And Girls' Club and recently took an early retirement. I went there as a kid, and the influence of the Club programs made me the person I am today. The Club provides a safe place for over 900 at-risk kids, in Toronto's inner-city. The many activities help develop improved self-esteem and a sense of hope. They learn the meaning of respect, tolerance for others and the importance of making good life choices. Positive adult role models give support and direction to kids after a trusting relationship has been formed. Think back to your own childhood and that one special adult that you looked up to. It really is hard work, but when I saw a kid, that everyone has given up on, turn themselves around, it was all worth it!
  • I'm considering publishing a collection of the best excuses for not winning a race.There's a guy I know,that could probably fill the first 4 chapters himself.
  • The effects of polio, that I had as a child, means that I cannot help my fellow Pigeon Club members with things like carrying baskets to the trailer. My commitment shows in other ways, as I have held most offices at the Club level, served as Combine secretary, and organized fundraising events such as Charity auctions, dances etc.
You need to do what you can do!
  • I worry about the future of the racing pigeon sport. If you think about it, it’s a considerable investment of $$ and time for a new person to enter the sport. Not even taking into account that they may, or may not, hook up with someone that will give them sound pigeon advise. Wouldn't want the new guy to win too many races, would we!!!
  • The School Pigeon Projects in the USA are outstanding!
  • Why do people, that are successful in their everyday endeavours, turn into inconsiderate, irrational morons, when they enter the world of pigeons? There probably is no scientific research to support my theory. But, I am convinced that Pigeon Dust has an adverse effect on the part of the brain that controls logical thinking. Know anyone that fits this description?
  • How come, of all the pigeons that I’ve lost over the years, I can count the ones reported to me, on one hand?? Must have a whole wack of hungry hawks in these parts.
  • Now I know what cavemen did on Saturday night,before there was hockey.Nothing!
  Go Leafs Go!! As an explanation to my friends in the south, who may not appreciate the        significance of this,hockey is the #1 sport in Canada. Right next to keeping warm.
  • Why Grizzles? Well why not? I figure that you have to look at the birds 365 days a year, and I really like the grizzle markings. No two are the same. Now to think that one would keep pigeons based on their colour alone, is really goofy. It has taken me a long time to get to where I’m at. My birds can race and win with the best of them,and the grizzle colour is the icing on the cake. Selection is based on a number of critical factors, and the basket is the ultimate decision maker. I can assure you that many a grizzle has met celery, onions and potatoes; not the law firm.

Stay tuned, I’m sure more pearls of wisdom?? will appear soon.

And as a reward for reading through my ranting,
I want to share something with you that is very, very cool.

It’s kinda like those carnys that try to guess your age.
The more things you remember, the older you are,
Or maybe the more fun your life has been.
Sit back & enjoy


Note: Please take time to read this slowly. (I've read this probably 5 times and it never fails to reduce me to tears of laughter). Hope it does the same for you!!!

If you pay attention to the first two judges, the reaction of the third judge is even better. For those of you who have lived in Texas , you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook Off about the time Halloween comes around. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park .
Judge #3 was an inexperienced Chili Taster named Frank, who was visiting from Springfield , IL . * Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted."

Here are the scorecard notes from the event:
Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 - Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.
Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge #2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.
Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting shit-faced from all of the beer.
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beermaid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-LB woman is starting to look HOT, just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac?
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw those rednecks.
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulfuric flames. I shit on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone.
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2-- This final entry is a good, balanced chili Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?
Judge # 3 - No Report.
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The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.

The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that
he entered it in the race again, and it won again.

The local paper read:


The Bishop was so upset with this kind of
publicity that he ordered the pastor
not to enter the donkey in another race.

The next day, the local paper headline read:


This was too much for the bishop, so he
ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.

The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.

The local paper, hearing of the news, posted
the following headline the next day:


The bishop fainted.

He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of
the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.

The next day the paper read:


This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun
to buy back the  donkey and lead it to the plains
where it could run wild.

The next day the headlines read:


The bishop was buried the next day.

The moral of the story is . . .

Being concerned about public opinion can
bring you much grief and misery . .  even shorten your life.

So be yourself and enjoy life.

Stop worrying about everyone else's ass
and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!

* **Dog For Sale** *

Free to good home. Excellent guard dog

*Owner cannot afford to feed him anymore, as there are no more drug pushers,thieves, murderers, or molesters left in the neighborhood for him to eat.*

*Most of them knew him as 'Holy Shit.'*

Two Old Fanciers 
Two old Fanciers, Abe and Sol, are sitting in Sol’s loft feeding the pigeons and talking about the races they had flown, and all the narrow wins they had won, which they liked to talk about everyday.
Abe turns to Sol and says, “Do you think there is pigeons racing going on in Heaven?”
Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, “I dunno. But let’s make a deal: if I die first, I’ll come back and tell you if they are racing pigeons in Heaven, and if you die first, you do the same.”
They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Abe passes on. One day soon afterward, Sol is sitting out in the loft, watching his birds and missing Abe, when he hears a voice whisper, “ Sol…Sol…”
Sol responds, “Abe! Is that you?”
“Yes it is, Sol.” whispers Abe’s ghost.
Sol, still amazed, asks, “SO, are there pigeons races in Heaven?”
“Well,” says Abe,” I’ve got good news and bad news for you Sol.”
“Gimme the good news first,” says Sol.
Abe says,” Well…there is pigeon races in Heaven.”
Sol says, “That’s great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that?”
Abe sighs and whispers,
“You’re shipping with us Friday Night.”
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After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Walmart.

Unfortunately, like most men; I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse & leaves me with endless time to fulfill. Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter, from the local Walmart:

Dear Madam:

Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion, in our store. We cannot tolerate this behaviour and have been forced to, ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras:

1. June 15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other
people's carts when they weren't looking.

2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute

3. July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the
women's restroom.

4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice,
'Code 3 in Housewares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to
leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that
in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time;
and costing the company money. We don't have a Code 3.

5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on

6. August 14: Moved a, 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children
shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from
the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.

8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and
screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?'
EMTs were called.

9. September 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a
mirror while he picked his nose.

10. September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked
the clerk where the antidepressants were.

11. October 3: Darted around the store suspiciously while, loudly humming
the, 'Mission Impossible' theme.

12. October 6: In the auto department, he practised his, 'Madonna Look'
using different sizes of funnels.

13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through,
yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!'

14. October 22: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed
a fetal position and screamed; 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!'

15. Took a box of condoms to the checkout clerk and asked where is the
fitting room?

And last, but not least:

16. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile; then
yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.'
One of the clerks passed out.

Enjoy Life - It has an expiry date.