I decided to abort from camp shi shi last week. Captain Hoit threatened to set fire to our tent if we failed to catch our steelhead quota. Needless to say, otter huntings been good. Our family is growing as well as the hair on my back. The little lady is pregnant with another one. Number 14 now. I probably won't eat any mice probably. Jermaine was entirely primed for the surfing competition. I told him that I will only sponser such an event if his pig has a wishbone. "Ha," said Ronald. I've got a barbeque from Sears. Just thought I'd fill you guys in.
-Cutthroat