Well, I was gonna try and last gasp Stinky, but the wind is a blow’n and even though its 40 outside, it feels like…well.. 40! Hey that’s cold for me. Every part of me aches. So I have been storing up some sausage for such a day. We will get better through the winter. But its a start. To those of you wondering what in the heck I am talking about Sausage Day? Its a day of lips and snouts, scraps of stories that are not an entire story worthy. So we make Sausage out of them. Eggsiteing?
Be safe out there. Its windy and cold, but always 70 here in WoodyBoaterville.