A guy goes hunting and gets lost in the woods. Remembering the universal distress signal of 3 shots, he fires 3 shots into the air and waits. After an hour he fires 3 more shots. Another hour goes by and still no one comes to help. Preparing for the next sequence he says to himself, “I hope somebody comes this time because these are my last three arrows.”
o yeah! thats awesome yeah that place is awesome a ton of geese get up in that river that comes up through there me and my buddy were down there when it was all iced up last year and seen thosands in that little cove a little ways past pintail point...i probabaly am gonna head down there one saturday soon to bow hunt hopefully
o ok i gotcha i hunt wye island alot public land some biguns in there ...i need to meet you miss you are just too perfect you like to hunt country as they come the perfect woman!
