I don't want to get cocky or anything, but caulking and floating across was a cinch. We had no trouble whatsoever. Some of these others who paid for the ferry, well I think they're just that; ferry's.
On a more serious note. There have been grumblings that the rest of the crew is getting anxious and impatience with me as the wagon leader. They just want to get on with the travels, but I'm looking out for our safety. But you know, I can be a grumpy bitch too so when we wake up tomorrow and start our travels we're kicking it back up to a grueling pace. I'll show them whose boss. See if anyone complains now. They know that I rule with an iron fist and one testicle.
The fish we had at the Kansas River was fantastic, but a bit of advice. Never eat fish before you go clubbing, dawg!!!
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We landed on the MOON, i mean we caulked the river!!!!! It is like gambling with someone else's money and then losing but really winning.
If memory serves me right we were mooning and giving the other wagons the goat when we were passing them.
The grumblings our leader speaks of are not of the pace but of the grumpy bitch we take turns waking up to each morning. Yesterday i woke up to a certain someone cuddling with me. Usually this would be nothing but well lets say the gun was digging into my hip (puke scene for about 30 minutes). This has happened to each of the crew members and it is time for an intervention.
The pace is great. We are seeing such beautiful scenery and why i am commenting instead of just posting is silly and not right. When i comment i can not share all my lovely pictures. I will have to put together a little album of our travels for you lovely readers to see.
The fish in the Kansas River were huge, i mean did you see that picture. It was a great change of pace to get some fresh fish as opposed to other goods we purchased at the general store. Come to think of it i wonder who is in charge of the supplies? Are we low on anything? Oh my gosh, where are slims clothes? Do we have any soap? Are we there yet? I have to go to the bathroom!
fear the trail!
Yeah that gun digging into your hip is kind of like a double barrel shotgun, eh???
We'd have more room inside the wagon if we'd consider dumping that shitty recliner of yours. Those stains are unbearable. What exactly happened on this chair? It looks like it was the cracker in our circle jerk.
I have to say though, that big screen TV was definately worth bringing along. The porn selection the further out west we go is getting wilder. Maybe that's why its called the "Wild, Wild West".
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