I got little black book with me poems in...I got a bag with my toothbrush and combs in...
*vc has left his safety of his vast and gun-turreted compound; he arrives in style at his central Ohio hunting camp...
What follows is 16 sequential days of mostly scaring harmless ungulates with a handheld trebuchet replete with 100 grain muzzy.
...I got wide staring eyes...and I got a strong urge to fly...
Be afraid, Bambi. Be very afraid.
I have appointed Swampmonster to keep order and prevent you guys from scarin' the horses while I'm gone.