Been on the river last couple of days. Charged my phone last night, after dropping a Calcutta in Old River Deerpark, 206 texts appear. 12 missed calls. I was certain my granpops had passed...not doing well, until I opened my 7 year old hunting camp group message. I dropped my phone, dropped to my knees upon shitting myself from laughing. I really **** myself. Forgot all about that Calcutta, cleaned myself with the sleeves on my shirt and one shop towel, called grampa back and we LOL for at least 30 minutes. My exact reaction below, minus **** soiling my britches.
I went back and found that reel fwiw.
I went back and found that reel fwiw.