Set here and listen to the bitchin’ and try to go to bed early. Get up tomorrow drive to old buds ranch and meet up with the son’s and grandsons for some possible deer/ pig slaying. Sleep on back porch in my buffalo robe. Eat fire roasted meats and sausages. Drink some squeezins.
Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."
WS
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