Blastin' and Castin' in the Texas Outdoors
We havea lot of good times, the road was a drug when we started way back, our wheels rolled on steady, now its forgetting the race to find an open space and leaving that city far behind We’ll be up in the morning before the sun, since anything beats working on the job and everyone knows the early worm gets the fish. The world is your oyster, let the high times carry the low, walk where the sun is shining, lay your burdens down and think to yourself that it sure feels good feeling good again.


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YEEEEEEHAAAAAW WESA EATIN POSUM FER SUPPER PAW
"ARE YOU THA FELLER DAT MADE RELATIONS WITH MY PRIZE GOAT?"
"YOU AINT FROM AROUND HERE ARE YA FISH AN CHIPS?"
you think thats red, you oughta see the picture on my drivers license.
Can I take the picture next time?
Sure, we are always looking for a new photographer, strange how frequently the camera man seems to develop these strange bleeding lesions which lead to spastic convulsions and eventually an extremely diminished body temp. Probably cholera, I’m no doctor. But the end result is always the same…dig a hole. It happens more frequently than one might think, maybe an epidemic or pandemic, again I’m no doctor or diseaseoligist. Steve knows a girl we might need to contact; she deals in diseaseology on a regular basis. Come to think of it, she was wanting to give me some sort “once over” to check me for anything interesting, however that plan got put on the back burner, damn those bleeding ulcers. But anyway, yea, we can always use a back up camera man.
Brian, if you look closely, you will see the shovel over Steve's shoulder. He seems about ready for anything.
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