tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35527964.post8852740899385617457..comments2007-04-24T15:13:47.385-07:00charleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07715767298959808948noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35527964.post-17266867486908006242007-04-24T15:13:00.000-07:002007-04-24T15:13:00.000-07:00i've seen 12 footers back there.<BR/><BR/>i'm not scared of the gators. but the snakes (cottonmouth, copperheads, rattlers, coral), and the wild pigs...<BR/><BR/>mostly i worry about the wild pigs.charleynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35527964.post-4727972543715713592007-04-23T23:40:00.000-07:002007-04-23T23:40:00.000-07:00Lol and Gahhhh!! Wild pigs? Snakes? GATORS?? What about a moat filled with gasoline and a flame thrower?ellroonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11335409429673647381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35527964.post-67566026495732864622007-04-23T15:58:00.000-07:002007-04-23T15:58:00.000-07:00the worst thing is not the cuts, but being lost in a thicket of these bastards... <BR/><BR/>with the sun going down...<BR/><BR/>and the gators, and the snakes, and the wild pigs.<BR/><BR/>come to think of it, it's probably a lot like working in D.C.charleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07715767298959808948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35527964.post-72469282192852899192007-04-23T12:29:00.000-07:002007-04-23T12:29:00.000-07:00Ow! ow! ow! Sheesh. What's wrong with a little gasoline and a match?ellroonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11335409429673647381noreply@blogger.com