After this past Saturday, getting rained out on my last chance to kill a turkey this year I was pretty bummed. As Sunday went on it just kept eating at me, I got into a deeper and deeper funk. I started having thoughts of just ending it all. Thinking about my wife and daughter I decided I better talk to someone about my deepening malaise. I called the suicide prevention hotline. It seems as if another call center has transferred overseas. I asked him where he was. He answered Pakistan and then wanted to talk more about my problems. When I told him I was feeling suicidal he got all excited and asked if I can drive a truck and if I like wearing vests! :d
Hey, like Rowel said it's a corn buzzard... I miss hog hunting with you. Drop me a p.m. now and then buddy. we gotta get another hunt trip together... if we can get Burnie to invite us to kill some hogs on his place it would be nice... Hint hint..
But didn't Russ go there and educate them too? Dingus is getting antsy till we can get back to Oklahoma!:d I need to call up there and get a bean field put in!
