Now this man can hunt! Cookie called this nice Tom in from at least a county away, then dropped him like a hot rock. This boy exemplifies stealth and cunningness. When he enters the North Eighty, animals begin to shake and shiver in fear they might be next on Cookie's wall. This boy cooked up great for a midnight snack. Deep fried Turkey tidbits (Dave calls them something else, but I can't share that here) hit the spot with a cold beer and a hot fire. Nice-e-e-e-e-e-e-e.
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