Sometimes when I drink a lot of coffee I get the urge to hide in the woods & follow people. Once I chased a Hells Angel for 1/2 a mile through the woods before he collapsed. I poked him in the ribs with a stick for a while until I got bored, & then walked back to my sleeping bag & went to sleep. He was gone in the morning, but had left his colors there for me.
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Sometimes when I drink a lot of coffee I get the urge to hide in the woods & follow people. Once I chased a Hells Angel for 1/2 a mile through the woods before he collapsed. I poked him in the ribs with a stick for a while until I got bored, & then walked back to my sleeping bag & went to sleep. He was gone in the morning, but had left his colors there for me.
JERI0K 1 year ago