Those deer—they’ll go anywhere for supper. And Tom Lehr—he’ll cross the first ridge to bring back the far next ridge for us. There aint nothin’ you might surprise us with. 😉 Reply
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Those deer—they’ll go anywhere for supper. And Tom Lehr—he’ll cross the first ridge to bring back the far next ridge for us. There aint nothin’ you might surprise us with. 😉