There's Always Hope
ShankHeart, MS> My brother Paul had a disaster of a deer season this year.
He whined and griped and complained all winter. All the deer are gone, Drew shot my deer, Rex gets all the chicks and deer, boo-hoo-hoo. Hell, he hasn't even killed a turkey and you can kill them with a rock here. Do you think he is relaxing this summer? No! He is still griping and moping.
I decided to post a couple of pics to cheer him up! He can think about the big old bucks that Trent and I shot all summer long. There's always hope that he can get a big deer like these one day. Meanwhile,I'm sure that he can dream about these all summer, and we can all talk about them while we play golf. It is going to be a long, long summer for him.