Otters livin in the bush

Whats up all you freaky sticks, i just made it out of the bush for a night or two, jeb i feel your pain described in your last blog and it is almost to the word but none of the money involved. God damn skeeters ssuck ass. The woverines are all over our shit at camp and the only fun is the nightly rock throwing contest and then it is time for bed but it looks like it is 12 noon and you cant close your eyes because you aren't drunk enough to pass out because beer costs $100 fucking dollars a 24 case, suck my ass. Boat running is absoulutly crazy driving at full trottle over dry gravel in and intense electrical storm with hail ripping my face to shreads, yea, a little bloody after that one. Hitting trees at full throttle, head on is another interesting experiance. Cant wait to be back in A town. Mmm Mmm Bitch!