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.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
When God Smiles On Ya . . .
. . . Ya really can't screw it up. Blake, Fred, J-Hawk, Gipper, mystery guest. Back to Chucks. Smokin' ducks from the treeline on STIFF West winds. 30 birds.
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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