"Sorry mr, Thompson. I have to leave class today. Cows got out.
Your mom has a list of who you can and cant date, and when your cousin gets married the list gets cut in half.
The monthly Costco run
Having literally everything. Seriously I have so much s@#t laying around, but cant get rid of it because who knows when you will need an extra carburetor.
Chatting at Dutch bros with the barista for 2 hours because there's nothing better to do.
Gutting a deer during lunch break.
Driving 45 min to the nearest bowling alley.
Not going anywhere because you forget to fill up gas before the weekend when the stations are closed.
Knowing every single logging road by memory and practically a rally driver in a lifted truck, but freak out when your driving in a city where there are roundabouts."
I think what the post is referring to about gun shots is most likely someone shooting at wild animals encroaching on theirs or their territory. Too close to the house or chicken kind of thing.
or plain and simple hunting...
No, just stupid and clueless. Whoever wrote that has never been off the the busline.
Rural folk are nothing like that.
Yeah, but I'll tell ya, nothing, and I mean NOTHING, sends a chill up your spine like the sound of a pack of timber wolves howling. All around you. Within yards. On a pitch black night. Alone. On a path.
OK, finding yourself between a mama bear and her cubs when one of the cubs starts crying is an interesting experience too.
BTW, I'm from northern Minnesota. Estimated wolf population in the lower 48 states is around 6,000. 2,700 of the 6,000 live here.
I don't walk in the woods alone at night; there's always 3 of us. I and my good buddies Smith & Wesson.
I think what the post is referring to about gun shots is most likely someone shooting at wild animals encroaching on theirs or their territory. Too close to the house or chicken kind of thing.
or plain and simple hunting...
No, just stupid and clueless. Whoever wrote that has never been off the the busline.
Rural folk are nothing like that.
Yeah, but I'll tell ya, nothing, and I mean NOTHING, sends a chill up your spine like the sound of a pack of timber wolves howling. All around you. Within yards. On a pitch black night. Alone. On a path.
OK, finding yourself between a mama bear and her cubs when one of the cubs starts crying is an interesting experience too.
BTW, I'm from northern Minnesota. Estimated wolf population in the lower 48 states is around 6,000. 2,700 of the 6,000 live here.
I don't walk in the woods alone at night; there's always 3 of us. I and my good buddies Smith & Wesson.