Here are 2 from last year that she would absolutely not let me shoot.
I begged but no cigars!
I even told her that I had seen them eating her muscadines!
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.