TrapperJ
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Ain't no horses there thoughThat is from a horses tail
Not anymore. But there wasAin't no horses there though
There was at one time. Hair can stay in a fence for a very long time. Or the other guy hunting turkey & hopping fences in that field really needs a manscaper.Ain't no horses there though
I have no clue when it would of beenNot anymore. But there was
I told her to lift her legs high.Howdy folks just thought I would ask if anyone's wife is missing some hair? Or has a bald spot? Lol. I found it while out turkey hunting today and if anyone knows what it came from it would be helpful also some important info is this field has zero livestock so kinda lost on it. View attachment 369326
Lmfao I didn't give it the sniff testI told her to lift her legs high.
Hey possibly lol got us a bigfoot here somewhere
Wouldn't there be feathers aroundTurkey beard?
Yeah I ain't messing with that thingMother in law, obviously. Use PBR for bait, but I can't imagine why you'd actually want to catch her.
That wouldn't surprise me to be honest. I did not wash my hands matter of fact I do believe I ate some chipsMaybe on of them nature freaks going naked like Naked and Afraid. Some hairy ass women on that show. You should wash your hands
Damn someone get this man a job making poems. I don't even know what to say to this lolIt's straight from a Cormac McCarthy novel.
The wire sang in the wind like something strung tight across time and silence. Caught there in the rusted braid was a clutch of pale hair, sun-bleached and dancing like it remembered the animal still. The man stood staring at it, jaw slack, voice gone soft and strange. Reckin' just thought I would ask if anyone's wife is missing some hair? he said, and no one laughed. The other man spat and looked at the sky. That is from a horse's tail, he said. The first man turned to him, slow. Ain’t no horses there though, he said. The second man nodded, eyes narrow, like squinting might unspool the past. Not anymore. But there was.