Bou Strikes.
So I get this message on my cell phone this morning. Cracked me up, and scared the shit out of me at the same time.
Holy crap! Now, it seems I’m getting real-time gator sightings from hysterically laughing women.
Two things came of this call.
1. Youse guys farookin’ slay me. Really.
2. I’ve decided that I will never, never, NEVER, EVER live in Gator-Ridden Florida.
