
We are leaving tomorrow afternoon and hope to arrive at Uncle Ray's around 5:00pm. He has promised to show us a good time while in his neck of the woods. Which is not too far from Mt. Vernon, Ohio. We're wondering exactly what he means by "a good time." Uncle Ray, you see, is quite insane. Well, yes, we know what you're thinking. Who else would Tarr and Fether hang out with but others who are as crazy as they are. Oh, wait a minute, we're not really crazy. That was a...a joke. Yeah, that was a joke. Actually Uncle Ray is a bone fide Big Game tracker. Yeah. Retired now. And living in the wilds of central Ohio. Well, okay, that does sound a bit far fetched, doesn't it? Well, every word of it is true, my friends. Every word.
Anyway, I'm going keep up this blog while on the trip. So stay tuned. . . and stay sick! (Ah, just had to pay that bit of a tribute to the one and only Ghoulardi...)
P. Fether
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