Ken Fortenberry wrote:


Hell, I don't care who shows up, I'd even hoist a glass with
dumbass, yuppie beer snobs. The only caution is that you
take the hound disclaimer at face value. Charlie Choc's sons
were targeting smallmouth one evening and Kipper waded right
into the middle of it effectively ending their fishing.

So ol' Kipper isn't well trained -- doesn't obey voice commands. What
are you going to do when goes after a raccoon on public land? Shoot him?

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