Back to the main gist of the thread: congratulations, rk, on getting the deer!
Most days in our lives are lost in the mists/fog of memory because of the monotony of repetition. Every once in a while a wife will add to the richness of our existence by making our life a living hell, a day, episode, or experience to remember and reminisce upon later. Without that, all our days run together and we may as well not even have lived them. Maybe this deer hunt will stand out.
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Noli me vocare, ego te vocabo,
wes
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