Wednesday, February 22, 2006

When Jones Goes to Camp!

Greg Jones, scatter gun enthusiast and well known pitiful deer hunter is making his way to the Christmas Place Preserve this weekend for a dash of Mulligan Stew
and a chance to use up his old shotgun shells. He is looking for anything that
flies, especilly after his horrid performance during the deer season.
Hell, it makes me limp like the deer he wounded just thinking about it.
Anyway, try not to shoot the last Ivory Billed Woodpecker.
They just don't taste right in the stew.
Paul disagrees and says "they taste like chicken"

1 comment:

Old Scratch said...

Hey, thats one of them loud mouthed
critters I was talking about, always pecking and making these really loud drumming noises.