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.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Mr. Hollywood
Well, the mallards still haven't shown, but old Mr. Hollywood and his boot-lipped buddies returned with flair. Home Field, J-Hawk, Johnny, Papa, Yours Truly, and three mystery guests who requested that we NOT photograph them or mention their names for employment security purposes. Limits all-round. 42 birds. That makes 270 for the season, and exactly 7 of 'em have been mallards. Ouch!
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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