Friday, May 26, 2006

Ooops. Took a Wrong Turn.

My vacation was going really swell, until I took a wrong turn somewhere in Texas and stopped to ask these nice fellas for directions.

Next thing I knew, The Big Dick himself whirled round on me (as much as a Big Dick can whirl) with rifle raised, finger itchin', and yours truly in the cross-hairs.

Wooooshhhh. I made like the Road Runner outta there.

Needless to say, I escaped with my face and body pellet-free. Wish I could be sure of the same for Dicky's hunting buddies....

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