Camp Howdy

Thirsty? Is it Frity?

"For bourbon, a value choice is Evan Williams Black Label ($10); "

You KNEW I'd find that, didncha . . *G*
 

Even wif one eye closed, we knew you'd find it. Ya know what they say, even a blind skwirrel finds a nut occasionally...
 

And a nod is as good as a wink.

*G*

http://www.amazon.com/Nod-Good-Wink-Blind-Horse/dp/B000002KDW
 

He said knowingly...
 

Good lord man, are you never leavening? *G*

Howdy Clucking Hen Gathering is gonna need a place to convene, or coven . . . your camp might be it! *G*

1am, 7 women, lit to the gills, and sharin the festin love. String willed, loud, likkered up wimmens, and asserting their festiness . . . . while bonding (men are evil).

Wimmens with words to use, just outside yer tent (or car) . . . . . blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Damn, it's part of camp lore it is . . *G*

Have fun hoss, and best to the Mz and the others once up there . . . here's to the Clucks. *G*