now the bastard and left hand rob have been collecting and joking and re-joking about our great love for the inadvertent off color phrasing in the hunting business. but this week has found us our grand daddy of them all.
and lobster and i hope to the big baby jesus that this company has t-shirts.
because we gotta get some.
lobster and i first came across sporting wood creations, in the convention floor plan of the gun show we're going to next week but apparently the prince of sales had seen this in the snow man's cube while talking to him and immediately had to show us. it's gold kids.
fucking gold.
i am a new man.
—the bastard
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