I vision the popping sound of my arrow and lumanock passing through and sticking in the dirt......I tell myself to hold on the spot and burn a hair with my pin...during all that...I also say....Oh S&&T here we go.....and then I bust the lungs and wipe the sweat off my finger tips from the anxiety.....god I love bow huntin.

once i thought about what i was going to have for dinner but i was just on the range not in the woods

Relax and squeeze....

I think, LIFE IS FAN F---ING TASTIC!!!!! Truth. How lucky are we?

How the hell amI gonna get him outta here!

That's a good'un! And Part 2 of the question: Would it reallybe worth the hassle?

Those two questions have saved the lives of quite of few animals I've drawn on. [&:]

Don t look at the HORNS pick a spot, and I wonder if that girl at the coffee shop wears a thong