Goober says what?

The heat was everywhere, no wind made it through the cedar break, the sun blazed
dry clumps of grass crackled under his boots
there were no annoying insects buzzing around
at least they were governed by the need to stay alive out of the sun
the metal parts of the shotgun burned to the touch
sweat trickled down his forehead and the small of his back
fear pounded in his ears
did he really think he could do this and not pay
he knew the clearing was just ahead, less than 50 yards

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  • bjb - i think you'll like this category...while i encourage you to join up in the post mod xmas thingamabillybob, you really ought to stretch out and own this expanse.

    did you ever land any slim cessna over at that other spot??? if not, i'll make you a mix

    clink.
  • no, I didn't get any slim cessna, southern rock? I will check that out, the post mod thing that is.
  • ok - send me an e-mail with your address + i'll get a slim sampler in the mail to you.
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