I ain't going to say anything about anyone particular, but one morning I walked into the living room at the disciplinary barracks just before daylight. Jim had already made a pot of coffee, and my nose was leading me in.
There was a ruckus going on, over on the couch that sounded like the Stihl Lumberjack competition. You know the event, the one with the saws that look like volkswagen super beetle engines with a 30 inch bar?
Anyway, as I stepped into the living room, somebody revved a saw, and it pulled the hat right off my head. Said cover flew across the room and then hung in the air like a ghost, between two of the occupants of the disciplinary sectional...
Damnedest thing you ever saw.
Dats fookin funny CT .
Gunner
and none of us dared do a damn thing about it cause we knew you were sleeping with a pistol and Bill had one of his bowies tucked in his belt......wouldnt have been very wise to startle either of you awake....oh well thats what ear plugs are for
Last edited by rattler; 03/19/13.
A serious student of the "Armchair Safari" always looking for Africa/Asia hunting books
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