Dedicated to the philosophy of our Southern Heritage and Baptized in the traditions of the Mississippi Alluvial Delta Region . . . Well, that and watching ducks come apart at close ranges.
Monday, January 3, 2011
We gave Marvin's a look on Dec. 30, but quickly realized that the birds just weren't there. Un-detered, Reece, Haun, Jordan, John, & I rolled back into Charles in the afternoon on Friday, Dec. 31, and promptly dropped 12 Mallards and 4 shovelers.
Chicks dig me, because I rarely wear underwear, and when I do, it's usually something exotic. I'm good look'n, quite personable, and exeptionally humble. They call me Gibby, and I'm a likable guy, but it ain't easy bein' me.
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