Well I got me 18 inches of snow and sorta went poof, Perk.. had to move it all off a barn roof and then 3 days to just get out to the street, worth O' work!
Ouch!
Anyway yeah the next thing you will find is you cut yer finger on a rock, a rock mounted in steel jaws.
Then it gets worse you find yerself as a cross dresser!
Yup there you are down at the local range in jeans, mocs and a weskit wearin a hat with fu fu feathers hangin ov' it, and ya begin ta' start tawkin' funny. WAUGH!
A day comes where you would rather trade off yer wife and keep the hoss if you have to trade for one or the other. The kids become wild injuns! When you do say Yes dear, you really mean yes Deer!
Then you find you are so addicted you started making excuses to go do anything related.. Might shoot, but casting ball is just as fun, as skinnin' gray's. You go campin and tell the truth and everyone thinks yer funny when you are dead serious.
No one believes a word i say about hunting the Great North American Man Eatting Partridge!
No one ever even hears about these wild man eatting beasts! Have you?
I bet not, and I know why. Dead men tell no tales, and there are no survivors except me!~
For a long time now I have been killing these dangerous beasts, and to the point they have been retailiating for 2 decades now.
I have real living eyewitness that have seen these attack me.
Just like you now, anyone I tell rolls their eyes around looking up some, and I can see it right off plain like they don't believe.
I was telling a local garage man one day, and he was in the act of rolling his eye that same way most other folks do, and all of a sudden there was the sounds of breaking glass, and one O' them birds crashed at my feet!
Well Mista he wasn't denyin me anything after that feat!
Don't let this happen to you!