Happy opening day everyone.
Welp. Goodbye concrete jungle, along with all y'all city folk. Hello! Sweet sweet sounds of water lapping, mosquito's clapping and rain slapping. Time to feel, listen and hear God while enjoying His Creations. Cursed will be the Filth-blowing of the V8 powered, peace polluting, Waywordly driven, Marsh mangling, Monsters of man made menaces (aka. The always annoying American Airboat)....
So as we quietly creep into our preordained positions, perched in various palm patches and await that glorious moment to pounce on our prey to provide provisions for our packs.
May your shafts fly straight, your fletchings be unruffled and your feet stay dry; may your spines keep their strength, your broad heads pierce with precision and your harvest be gathered with pride, ethics and in thanksgiving...
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