That’s right. Although I recently found an old photo of my Grandpa with his prized buck strapped to the back of his BUICK, about 1965, just back from the UP. He never owned a pickup, my dad didn’t own one but I’m on my 4th, and I don’t hunt.
Sure, but this is a comment from a Marx Bros film. Sorry you missed it. Try again next time.
Yup, just not in Detroit…
It’s a fine line we all walk.
“Why a duck”?
Once again, it’s all in your perspective.
A boy and his dog, it’s beautiful thing!
You mean his Peppermint Patty head?
And they never come back after a hit!
I’m goin with Grandpa just marveling at her day.
That’s right. Although I recently found an old photo of my Grandpa with his prized buck strapped to the back of his BUICK, about 1965, just back from the UP. He never owned a pickup, my dad didn’t own one but I’m on my 4th, and I don’t hunt.