I was looking for Travis, and this thread popped into my head.
The mysteries are growing day by day!
Here's my theory:
He's standing in his driveway waiting for Billy Goat Gruff so they can go hunting. He don't dare go inside because BGG always forgets which house is the 'Flave residence. Mini Flave downloaded a virus onto his phone while viewing pictures of scantily clad women, rendering it inoperable. Leaving Travis unable to call Gruff, or post here. He's probably about exhausted the supply of mountain house meals and beer he'd thrown in the Boyota for the trip, so we should all send him some prayers, or at least a few pears. (No offense intended toward BGG :))
What I'm really saying is it ain't none of my business. His posts always contain good advice with a laugh and a sprinkling of scarcasm. Which I enjoy. Hope he comes back soon.
