In my mind, I see getting us all together for one big blast. Taking over a campground with a place for shooting, eating, laughing, bullshitting. I see us all sitting around a huge campfire, telling tall tales, joking around, sharing wisdom and roasting wienies and toasting marshmallows. With these.
A girl can dream, right?
Sounds like good times to me!
ReplyDeleteYou know I'm in! We should do it near you so we can pop prairie dogs. I'm sure you know a spot.
ReplyDeleteI've just got a couple of acres of mesquite and scrub, but there's plenty of prairie dogs. Along with mule deer, antelope, pheasant, doves, and coming soon, feral hogs.
ReplyDeleteLOL I saved that pic too :D
ReplyDeleteI'll dream with ya :-) That would fuckin' rock!
GMTA. And some day, I'll find a way to make it happen.
ReplyDeleteHell ya! I would love that.
ReplyDeleteAdmit it timbo, you just like marshmallow boobies. :-)
ReplyDeleteHaha! I didn't notice that, until you mentioned it. I kind of mentally skipped over the pic as I was thinking about the group party thing.
ReplyDeleteI swear to you, timbo, as God is my witness, I'll figure out how to get this done.
ReplyDeleteI'll just have to figure out how many people x pounds of bacon x days....
You could graph the shit out of this thing, and Mr. Lane will arrive and gobble the whole damn lot up at the meet n great!
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