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.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Well . . . Sorta.
Friday, January 13. Chuck's, over ice that the birds kept thawed overnight. Temps hovering at 23-25 degrees. Papa, Blake, John, J-Hawk, Tasha, Squid, Dave, & the Gipper. It was tough, but we came out with 47 for the day.
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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