Hell yeah, used to fly in on a Cesna, to the cut landing strip just outside Leakey. You know the one! 1400 acres of God’s country. Killi’n an grilli’n. Can’t forget drunk skeet at dusk, whilst the helps cutti’n an gutti’n. That’s right fuckers, high fence, feeder in site, pic then BANG. It ain’t about the hunt… It’s about the drunk. PGF
Hell yeah, used to fly in on a Cesna, to the cut landing strip just outside Leakey. You know the one! 1400 acres of God’s country. Killi’n an grilli’n. Can’t forget drunk skeet at dusk, whilst the helps cutti’n an gutti’n. That’s right fuckers, high fence, feeder in site, pic then BANG. It ain’t about the hunt… It’s about the drunk. PGF
15 years ago at 7:14 amLearn how to type you bumbling peasant. You sound like a huge tool.
15 years ago at 10:54 amCritiquing my grammar? That is the level of
15 years ago at 12:01 pmfrat you’re at? Good luck at life squirrel.
try 55,000 in South Texas on the coast… with an off shore guide in case you want to go fishing.
14 years ago at 7:36 pm