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Deb & Ruth,
I once attended a wedding in southwestern Pennsylvania where the bride and
groom wore camo while reciting their vows on a hilltop. The evening
festivities culminated in a midnight coon hunt with the bride and groom and
dogs leading off the procession in the back of a pickup truck. A good time
was had by all (except perhaps the coons).
Lisa
> [Original Message]
> From: Deb Bledsoe <[log in to unmask]>
> your uncle wasn't making excuses; as you are not an appendage person, you
> weren't invited -
> coon hunting is mostly just a way for the mens to get out of the house and
> away from the rules of the womenfolk...
> they sit around a big camp fire, cuss, pass a jar of white liquor, piss on
> the trees, tell whatever kind of jokes they want, maybe play a little
banjo
> and guitar
> To terminate puerile preservation prattling among pals and the
> uncoffee-ed, or to change your settings, go to:
> <http://maelstrom.stjohns.edu/archives/bullamanka-pinheads.html>
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To terminate puerile preservation prattling among pals and the
uncoffee-ed, or to change your settings, go to:
<http://maelstrom.stjohns.edu/archives/bullamanka-pinheads.html>
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