Well, I had the day off from work and went out for bout 2 1/2 hrs and found enuff to keep the Mrs off my tail for a few days.
Ya know it aint like it use to be when a man could stray off some public land over into some prime shroomin ground and not havta worry bout gettin shot by some SOB who thinks the Dawg was over there on purpose. I wanna call for a truce and cease fire, I'm gonna shroom that land so you might as well welcome the Dawg and learn why I'm runnin outta there with bags of shrooms and you can't find enough to get yur sweetie off yur ass.
Mr Landowner I the Dawg sincerely apologize for trippin on your shrooms and kickin some into my bag, it was purely accidental ya see. Mr Landowner sir yur missin a grand opportunity.
Now let me explain why yur missin a grand opportunity, If I'm on your land there is a damn good chance thar in there thick and if you want maximum bag stuffin the Dawg will make it happen for just a small fee, let's just say half of the shrooms we find because if your huntin with me yur gonna actually find enough shrooms to make it worth yur time son.
If'n y'all think the Dawg is strippin yur ground of shrooms and you were to run into to the Dawg here's how you'll know it's me, just say "Whats up Dawg"? if the answer is "I'm yur Huckleberry" well boy you just hit the jackpot. Now it's time to welcome the Dawg and let him be yur shroom guide and when the hunt is over it'll be quite clear why they's callin me ShroomDawg, oh and it don't hurt to offer me a beer and a good cigar if'n yuns has one :wink:
No muthalode but the Mrs can eat shrooms for a few meals :lol:
