Dad said life was full of peaks and valleys and he was right. The wife and I saw deer while bowhunting last night, and both of us could've gotten high percentage shots at bucks too young for us to shoot by club rules but we thoroughly enjoyed just seeing deer. But alas, while we enjoyed an autumn afternoon in a climber with our bows about 200 yards apart, some banjo picking, bucktoothed, inbred, livestock-fucking rednecks broke into my truck and stole everything they wanted. Cooler, raincoats, GPS, MP3 player, my wife's wallet, and had the gall to leave a half-empty beer in the road upon leaving, as if to say, "here. left you one." God bless each of you thieves. God bless you. God bless you. And thanks again for the reminder about locks and honest men.
Lesson learned. Just wanted to share that Pee Dee thieves are just as bad as those in the lowcountry and midlands. Carry on.
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