I had one of the owners wives of a property I hunted gathering persimmons and drop her britches to pee. I was in a climber hunting right near said tree. I've found pot patches, moonshine stills, and some ladies undergarments.
I'm wondering why you are looking for one ...I ain't found the first dildo. Am I not looking "hard" enough?
After reading @Spurhunter post for years, I'd bet he's put those words together at some point.I think you just invented a new sentence. Congrats!
Should probably give it another year..A 12in (APPROXIMATELY) dildo laying in a bed of moss.
no way!I love these threads. On another site I read about a photographer lady who would backpack solo for weeks at a time. She backpacked Northern California for about a week and developed her film as soon as she got back. Scattered among her photos were pictures of herself sleeping taken from above. Some weirdo followed her, snuck in her tent, and photographed her every single night.
Tell us more please.I found a pair of boots with feet still in them. The rest of the skeleton was over 100 feet away.
Because everyone else is finding them. Duh!I'm wondering why you are looking for one ...
I found a pair of boots with feet still in them. The rest of the skeleton was over 100 feet away.
I'm lost. I don't even know if that's a compliment or an insult!After reading @Spurhunter post for years, I'd bet he's put those words together at some point.