I have just returned from a five day hunting trip near cold lake. Not much of a trip realy. I didnt get one clean shot. Bambi was one elusive fucker this year. The only one I saw was standing directly infront of a high pressure oil pipeline. I actually considerd it for a moment, but self preservation took over, and we held our fire. Right now I am cold, tired and hungry, and I have this over whelming urge to kill something. So heads up, if you see me on the street, Dont make eye contact and keep walking.
-Marksman out
-Marksman out
rosita:
I like how you pretend that you are scary. Your only scary looking... you couldn't hurt anything. Well unless they fucked with me or mom and then I could see heads rolling lol. Too bad your trip wasnt better 