Friday Honky Tonk

After two and a half days of hard, fruitless huntin' in the rain and cold and half a dozen Lagers, I've decided that tomorrow mornin' will be a phenomenal time to sleep in. I will wake up whenever I damn well feel like it, then either pot hunt Ron's "pet" deer behind camp or sniper some of the local turkeys with the ol' .223. Fuck, maybe I'll keep drinkin' beer and catch up on some of my readin'. I'm on vacation, damnit.

In the meantime, I'll play this in honor of my big brother, who took in his monthly allotment of country music with this song on the way up to camp tonight. I ain't much for this newfangled "country" music, but I reckon it'll do for now.