I was out side this afternoon, walking some of yesterday's food off, when a friend of mine drove up. I was telling him of my gator play mate. He was shocked and then we shot his new rifle. The scope was off a few feet, so I took two shots and got it zeroed in. He took a few shots and it was within an inch. He thanked me for doing this and wanted to fish a few hours. It is a full moon and freshwater fish do not bite on a full moon. As soon as we started fishing my gator came out of the water and got on his bank to get some sun. He asked me what was I going to do with him? I told him that I was going to eat the tail and front legs and try to save to hide for a belt. He asked me could he kill him, I told him tes, shoot the shit out of him. I hit him twice, once in the head and the other shot hit his neck, he drew bllod and then the gator fell into the water. I hope he floats tonight, I want some gator tail. This was his first gator and he was very happy. I will see tonight.
Hell Cat, I want some tail too, but not one with teeth and claws. Having a generally shitty attitude and sewing that pussy shut is bad enough. Come to think of it a little gator sounds good. A female one. I probably get more lovin'.
ReplyDeleteGator tail? Ewwww!
ReplyDeleteRIP Gator, I promise I won't tell the other gators you got eaten by a Catfish
ReplyDeleteHell with the tail... wrap the head up and ship it to Jimbo. Talk 'bout shittin' in your stindeens... That'll get you some Joisey mud...
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