I am on a change.

What about you?

So this is it, boys.

This is the new, unashamed, now-layer that we're deep in the bowels of Louisiana and

we're within, or within.

This is where we gather up at 4.30 in the morning, so at the clock going pursuant the

widely mallard, we take off from here, all of our rigs are right out here around us.

We have pumps, all filters, all chains, we got lockers with our camos, equipment,

and water insulators, guns, Yamaha, four wheelers, Argo, Wheeze, Cotton Miles, Black

Whitties, Blatt's the size of Possil, you shake your weighters out there, those two black

whitters, I'm glad I did that, I had her rise on all of this.

Last year, I put on my weighters opening day and I'm like, there's something in my, in

my beef.

So I don't panic because it felt like a sock.

I take them all, I turn them over and they wrap that long, came out and took off running.

He was alive.

I was like, wow.

I slept down a muddy bank the other morning, it's a beaver down and it sloped the

bayou did and when I walked up there, I had the drag in my hand and my feet slipped

out from under me and I just hit on my back and as I was going down, I wish I could

see this.

And I would just fly in at a rapid rate of speed, I had my arms up like that, had that

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