Originally Posted By: Murph
One thing though, we smelled them coming long before we saw them. But that is also to be expected.


My wife picked him up where the trail crosses a road in Tenn. She made him wrap up in a bedspread to keep the smell off the upholstery in the car. My daughter hung her head out the window and still said she almost puked. He just laughed about it. When we were taking him back to Tenn. on Sunday, we went to the grocery for supplies. It was interesting to watch what he picked and watch him pack - all based on weight. I had several chilled beers that he would not take due to the weight....


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