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.

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

just bad

1 Comments:

brian said...: Chris, do you think you could sell that picture to the manufacturer of the bullets you used? Seems like it would be a good advertisement. That is some serious destruction!; 4:43 AM