Reckon that's what you might call it. In any event, I never would have tried what MLFer Mike McClelland is doing here...even back when I had a healthy level of testosterone. Suffice it to say I had a few too many scares back in my early Navy days, when some hard-nosed bosun's mate would put my young butt over the side to slap some haze gray on that "tin can" I was calling home at the time.
Photo borrowed from latest issue of Jay Kumar's "BassBlaster."
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