Blastin' and Castin' in the Texas Outdoors
We havea lot of good times, the road was a drug when we started way back, our wheels rolled on steady, now its forgetting the race to find an open space and leaving that city far behind We’ll be up in the morning before the sun, since anything beats working on the job and everyone knows the early worm gets the fish. The world is your oyster, let the high times carry the low, walk where the sun is shining, lay your burdens down and think to yourself that it sure feels good feeling good again.
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Notice that although I was completely wiped out by Brian's trecherous chair the beer remains in the proper upright position.
It looks colder in these pictures than it actually felt at the time. Fishing must just warm you from the inside out.
If you are going to endeavor to do something there is no sense in doing it any way other than the right way.
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