As the night grew cold and his boot's wet and covered in mud.
He thought to himself I'll catch them on fire.
Taking a bath deep in the woods,with all his clothes on dropping all of his goods. Up went a hand and and so hard he fell,in freezing cold water the was colder than hell.As I stood there smirking,trying not to laugh,as this 300 lb man took an unwanted bath. All was not funny, it was not all that fun,under this man was Skunk Ape's shotgun. My smile disapeared no I was not laughing,trying to figure out just how this was done.The shotgun dried out to kill hogs once again,and the weekend got better for my New Jersey friend.He got him a hog with a little hard luck,had to run 700 yards but he made it back to the truck. The hunt is coming very soon once again,a swim suit I recomend for my woods swimming friend.
next we've got the duo of T-bone and Gunboy, one dressed as Santa the other an elve or a pixie, just beware ones packin a mdl 12 the other a 760.
if we could pry RAD, from an ugly coeds muffin, under the tree, he'd be happy to see, a large warm bottle, of hot estrous pee.
The stands are hung, the feeders filled tight
Rifles sighted in, one inch high
Sitting in a tree, waiting on a buck
And I still think
The Gators do suck
