The only wild thing that ever happened to me in Falfurrias was gassing up at the Stripes on the way to the nilgai killing fields one night, some chick trying to sell bottles of cheap ass Cologne walked up and asked me what I had on. I told her a hard on, but I didn’t know she could smell it!
I though archaeologist son was gonna bust a gut.
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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