A secret location somewhere between Columbus and Austin where I got homeade mustang grape wine.Used satellite imagery for target location. Communication was encrypted and secret talk, like "The Snowman is in the box." "The Eagle has landed." was used.
I didn't have to beef the rear suspension.
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notice the old shine runnin' car under the tree? It now holds fishin' tackle...hmmm...everyone always resorts back to fishin'
Thursday or so, I saw Joplin walking with two fishin' rods...
And I said, "Hey, I wanna go!"
So we met up with Dustin and went fishin'.
In the end, I realized I'd starve out in the wild.
Yesterday, *almost* bought fishin' gear...
but just thought... I *can't* do something else.
Stay focused... Get the dewberries...
But then, there were no dewberries.
And I don't know. But I want to catch fish.
I want the kinds with low mercury content.
Will mercury ferment?
I don't think so, but you might use your fresh gulf fish as a thermostat.
Or maybe if you eat enough, you become like the villian in Terminator 2.
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