I'm with BGH on the Butterball Turkey hunting. Heck I'll go blackbird hunting tomorrow if somebody wants to go. We'll go burn up some ants with a magnifying glass, whatever.
Well, cept coon hunting. I've done it, don't ever care to go again. Now I'll shoot a coon, or trap one, I just don't care anything about walking through the woods in the pitch black dark to do it. Sawbriars hurt worse at night.
If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land. 2 Chronicles 7:14
