A work camp was called for this past weekend. Only dad, Trent Paul and myself showed up. Pauls' son Michael and his friend Thomas came too. We cleared roads and cut fields all day Saturday and part of Sunday and got a lot done.
The best part of the weekend was late Friday afternoon when Trent and I decided to go hog hunting the Phillip way. We got in Dad's buggy and drove to the lake. Trent was the shooter and I was the chauffeur. We do not own a hog limousine like Phillip.
Lo and behold the hogs were below the leevee and Trent whacked a nice one from the passenger seat. Wow, that kind of hog hunting sure is easy!
3 comments:
You go Trent! Congrats! :)
OK, now you guys are taking it TOO easy! If you're gonna shoot from the front seat, you at least need to drop it into a hell-hole canyon deeper than your longest rope.
I bet that Pig would taste good cooked in peanut oil...
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