Canachris
Well-Known Member
when I was a kid, a city kid at that. my dad would take me down to my grandparents farm. and my uncle had been complaining about the Damm woodchuck who was eating his baby carrots. the next weekend when got there he gave me a big bowl of stew... an he was all like , pretty good huh, an I was all like yeah yummy. then he told me well rember that woodchuck that was bugging me, well I put him on vacation... he's in that stew. it was like a little bit the Ozarks on cape cod