Cookies

Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Thursday, 5 August 2010

Hunters Breakfast

Last weekend we bagged a decent Cull Buck, we felt he deserved a proper send off so Rob snapped me struggling to get his jacket off;


It does help if you have a decent Gambrel, packed one now havent I;

Still off it came and we got stuck in;



Standing around gassing whilst brekkie is cooked;

The Swede carbine came out for some air;








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