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Word to ya mutha!!

They see me huntin'-They hatin'-Patrollin'
they tryin' to catch me huntin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me huntin' dirty.

My callin so loud;-I'm smokin'.-They hatin'
That they gon' catch me shootin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me huntin' dirty.

Loops think his truck can't be seen;
His name on the side ain't easy sheen.
I blogged a pit in Sec 2, they say I play mean
And my dog in the box and she smokin green.
Ride in mystery machine, egg like "Hold up."
Next on da blog Moo's is da controller
Is a full 3.5 lead and my "get some"
Turn a spoonie into a coma. more »

Grover is running on an Independent ticket for President of the united States.If elected he promises a 70 day AR duck season and use of lead shells will be back.
So go to www.grovernation/pickledbeets.com and show your support for deeznerts.

I have talked with the powers that be and I have a new password.
So Get Some.

"They see me rollin', they hatin'."

Roses are red,
Buttercups are yellow,
Sometimes in our bedroom
We snuggle with a fellow!

Sometimes I sleep nude,
Other times in fuzzy flannels.
This year was not good;
Huntma forgot the love handles.

A few guests stay the night,
Sometimes Ace and Gary.
Kota always complains
when my chest is too hairy.

I have more than a few flaws,
one of them involves fire.
If you get on my bad side,
I'll send you to N. Greenbriar!

While we are out hunting
and the ducks wanna come,
They had better be afraid,
My 870 says "Get Some!"

Often when I finally say take em'
I have already pulled the trigger.
Hunt with me several times
And I promise to make you quicker!

I come over in the summer
to take care of the grass.
That almost hold me over,
until I can shoot em' in the......eye!

I will have to let yall go for now
Because I need to get in bed.
I have been hittin the Turkey hard
and tomorrow I'll have an aching head! more »

Brick says..."you have metal problems... yea mental problems."

I will now dazzle you with a poem bout the Iceman

Iceman,Iceman
look at you go
Who are you sir?
We would like to know

A poet at times
A prankster none the less
Who are you sir?
We can only guess

Where are you now?
Where will you turn up next?
Who are you sir?
What can we expect?

I've talked to Kota
She doesn't say much
Who are you sir?
We need to know as such

Your drink of choice
What can it be?
Who are you sir?
Vodka and cranberry?

The time has come
I will be a witness
Who are you sir?
Get down with the sickness!