|this is BANDIT. hes a scoundrel|
so i'm camping in texas, and the guy next site over from us comes over.
says "watch out for raccoons. had one open up my tent, then got into my cooler and stole my sandwiches. them things are smart"
then he says "well i'll be, there's the little guy right there"
and i look down into the bushes and this thing is just hanging out watching us with a half eaten apple core in his hand, happy as can be, chewing away like he owns the place.
Then i got his picture and named him bandit.
|SVB. you're by far one of the best people this planet has to offer|
Thats right. multiple images per posting. (way to figure out the obvious) we're moving into the future with this one, people...
|this is texas. grain silos, sky, grass, and telephone poles. sell it back to mexico i say.|
above we got SVB at the Grand Canyon. it rocked. I saw a reindeer, later confirmed to be an Elk, but you know what they say, "an elk in the hand is better than an elk in a bush." the elk i saw WAS in a bush though, but he still had a good look about him. very astute, austere even. with furry grey antlers.
below that we have a typical image of a giant state it took me like two days to drive through, and it was an uncomfortable place straight out of Easy Rider minus Peter Fondas charm, and its was weird and the small towns along the way were half shut-down, and we only met a few nice people that didn't have guns or cowboy hats on their person, and then we ended up camping in a dry county, and i was like wtf? this is texas, right? all i want is a beer. but it was still texas, so watch out if you ever wander into it. those muthas will getchoo one way or another...