Saturday, March 04, 2006



When he realized that his new backpack matched exactly the prey he was after, Bob was so totally embarassed.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

So this is like, funny to you? I bet $1000 that you've never known what it's like to track a wild boar from dawn until sunset through dense forest bogs and and kudzu, the skeeters and black flies almost driving you mad with their endless biting, every step bringing with it the danger that you might find yourself at the wrong end of an angry cottonmouth or rattler as you try to move silent as the shadow of the ghost of a one-legged mute jackrabbit, always staying downwind, your body smeared with a thick mixture of pig feces, offal and urine to block your human stink, and...uh...what was I talking about?

12:55 PM  

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