Toyomafia - Clubhouse. CRU house!

The thought of hiding behind a tree with an axe handle and taking one of across the chest has crossed my mind

 

Thank you both. My body shaping workout plan went in a different direction than I had hoped but I appreciate the nice comments.

 

If that is really you, then I have changed my mind. You CAN bunk with me when we invade Canada.

 

By the way, my banana tree is doing something weird. I'm hoping it's getting ready to shit out some ice cream bananas...

 

To be a fly on the wall if that happened!

 

Thin steel wire between 2 trees works better.

 

But then you have to dig some holes and clean the blood off the dirt bike before you can ride it.

 

So compromise with a shovel? Similar result, but already have the tool in hand to handle the aftermath.

 

Good thinking.

 

Gator season doesn't end till November 1st, put them on the bow of a john boat as "attractor's"

If they come back after a few nights staring back at green eyes, one would think LIFE would be looked at in a different perspective.....or we have well fed gators

 

Gator season never ends.

 

Like Coyote season here.

 

SHHHHHH

 

There was definitely a pack or two in the valley we stayed at this weekend.

 

Fixed it

 

Why you gotta throw that word around. Some of us live in basins and find it offensive.

 

A basin is just a valley without commitment.

 

Apparently they know what a valley is over there in expensive ville!
It was a “private ranch” so it was a tamed down version of the real Wild West. I’m pretty sure the camp host had split personalities, it was super interesting

 

But it’s more!

 

But what about when less is more?

 

I actually had to reread your poetry, and I agree…..
I’m running on fumes so it to me a few times

 

On fumes here too. 6th 12 hour night shift with one more to go, but I am stoked for the upcoming days off.

 

I did like 3 nights of some awesome partying in the woods with really cool down to earth people, time slipped by so fast just enjoying all the BS, dipping in and out of conversations, snacking, drinking, watching the dogs zoom by for the 400th time. Before I knew it, 3-4am rolled around; I haven’t done that shit in over ten years!!!!
It’s a understatement that I was super sad leaving camp yesterday!

 

Sad to see it end, but stoked that it happened at all! Those are the days that make it worthwhile!

 

That’s about where I bottom out too.

 

I think more one that has been pounded into submission.