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The other side always caught more than we did.[img]https://scontent-ort2-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t1.0-9/154553191_1079688225862745_3965990076414561034_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=3&_nc_sid=730e14&_nc_ohc=i5oUQlxRajwAX_wYruq& _nc_ht=scontent-ort2-1.xx&oh=f9661186f1a98c02b8dd40a81b4d29af&oe=
LolI thought you guys use grenade and bomb
You've thought wrong.Our village was too far away from any grenade or bomb. We had no access to them. We were still scratching dry, old bamboo pieces to spark fire. Couldn't have lit a dynamite soon enough to drop onto any fish. Plus, we wanted clean, organic fish from the world's most calm and clear streams around. We got that by just fishing with lines and hooks that someone somehow managed to get to our most remote village.
DamnThats dirt poorIono, my old man loves it thoughPeace and quiet
you missed LAOS? mani think i would do great therefarming on a hillsidewith my new toj siab girl
Nope. We weren't poor. We were like the ancient people who were full of natural riches untouched by any modern illness. It's great to have experienced another lifestyle than what we have in St. Paul.Next is going to be a new and different lifestyle for me, too. That's my new aspiration. Different from the past or what I'm still used to right now.
damnthat's my kinda of stuffi would fit right in at homemy wife say before i leavei need to sign the divorce paperbecause she ain't coming with me guess it just going be me