Steve, your post reminds me of the gay turkey hunter I ran into years ago. We were eating dinner at the local dive on the Spring Gobbler Opener and this fellow that vaguely resembled Kenny Price only taller showed up and started yucking it up with a table of locals that were there with their wives-- must have been 400 lbs. They all seemed to know him and really didn't want him around.
We were all dressed in street clothes with maybe a camo hat or something like that. He was dressed in matching shirt, pants, hat, and lace-up knee boots in the latest Mossy Oak pattern. He spent his at the table time dry humping the guys and camping for the ladies. The boots were particularly out-there.
