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GWB

I been laughin' at you boys, so much I may have ruptured my spleen.

So far I'm still ambulatory.

Daveed, nice work with the wench and the laughing buck.

I might need a compression bandage or something. So help me Zeus, I ain't never gonna call 'em an "Ace bandage" again.

BD

Ace bandages is how I fix the cold sores on my dingus after I hit some of Dave's dunnage

Morning people..................suck!

The only thing I want to kill at this time of day is, well, I'm told not legal to kill, might have to fill cartridges till day light.......

This is beauty.




This is talent.

The only thing I'm killing today is time at work......Headed to the woods tomorrow for a micro scouting trip.

Deer Gun season opens on Friday and I'll be out there with the Howitzer......taking my Ruger 1C in .45-70 Govt for deer season.....

Morning wankers, whackem if ya gottem!

Oh, yea, can't forget.......to my fellow Comrades in Arms, the Marines, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Mother Green!

Mountain scenery has always been my favorite.


Morning guys. Frog, why is you up so early? Dayum....condolences sent.

BD

I've been told I'll get enough sleep when I die....
So I'm wasting no time with it now.

Big Dan....it's that fuggin work thing , you remember, dontcha??? LOL

13 hour shift, 2-3-2 schedule.......work every other weekend. That's why if they don't come across with that corner office next year when my boss finally retires, wel after 6 years and no raises, I'm the fug outta here!

I don't like working.

I'm thinking birds this morning. I'm a little sick of deer.



Travis

Fugall Frog, biggest pay raise I ever had was the day I retired. No Chitt.

Near 25 years of shift work is not missed or remembered fondly. Chitty coffee, bad food and a building full of Type A+ personalities. Figured that anyone wanting the job to manage that zoo should have automatically been DSQ'd. Sadly, they weren't.

Anyway, I've been busy, not like Hunts yanking quills from 3/4 ton of pissed off jerky-gonna-be. Just plodding along, one endless phuocin' day after another. Ain't enough time in the day by half and I ain't jerked a trigger in a few weeks. That's starting to chap my ass a bit....need blood, lotsa blood.

Semper Blood Bath,

BD

PS: Building some 1/4 bore bullets in a few days. Couple of hundred ought to send shivers thru the pig nation. Or whatever passes as the pest Du Jour. Gonna ship some of them across state lines. Oooh Raaah!

Dominant doe down yesterday. Been a blood feud between us the last two years, as she had ruined many a hunt with her crazy antics. Someone had arrowed her a few years back and left a pretty bad scar along her back so I could recognize her on sight. Bat schit crazy did not begin to describe her, and she led a charmed life. She spent more time looking up in the trees for climbing stands than looking for food. The slightest trigger would make her snort and bellow for a half hour, and drive every buck in the area away. I took more pleasure in killing her than any 8 point buck walking.

Ruger # 1 in 45.70 settled her hash. She is ground and vacuumed packed as I type this. Bitches be crazy.

Well, if Ace mistook my back for a piece of wallboard in his half long doublewide and I survived?????You ain't seen crazy....

But enough of this darkness.

What's the difference between an epileptic oyster shucker and a prostitute with diarrhea?

The oyster dude shucks between fits.

BD

PS: Hope you enjoyed the visual!