Ok so that post about Lots of guns reminded me of a time fishing below Eufaula dam.
My fishing buddy and I just got there and it is dark outside except for the normal dam lights and some guy with a
few friends making racket about 60 yards form us.
One BIG American Indian comes over to my car and puts his arm around my buddy and shook my buddy and said.
GUNS we have GUNS you need to come over and began one arm hugging my buddy .
I got the look like save me!
Guy seemed happy enough and I seen no threat so I let my buddy deal with it.
HA HA!
Well I needed to unpack the fishing stuff.
Off they went by buddy looking back a couple times at me like I am going to save him or something.
We were in our early 20's and mostly had no fear.
I got all the stuff unloaded and kept an eye on my buddy best I could being it was dark.
A few minutes later my friend comes over and said that BIG Happy Indian is drunk and he was saying GALLONS We Have GALLONS.
Alcohol that is.
Yep getting sauced.
Needless to say we went fishing and not partying.
My fishing buddy and I just got there and it is dark outside except for the normal dam lights and some guy with a
few friends making racket about 60 yards form us.
One BIG American Indian comes over to my car and puts his arm around my buddy and shook my buddy and said.
GUNS we have GUNS you need to come over and began one arm hugging my buddy .
I got the look like save me!
Guy seemed happy enough and I seen no threat so I let my buddy deal with it.
HA HA!
Well I needed to unpack the fishing stuff.
Off they went by buddy looking back a couple times at me like I am going to save him or something.
We were in our early 20's and mostly had no fear.
I got all the stuff unloaded and kept an eye on my buddy best I could being it was dark.
A few minutes later my friend comes over and said that BIG Happy Indian is drunk and he was saying GALLONS We Have GALLONS.
Alcohol that is.
Yep getting sauced.
Needless to say we went fishing and not partying.
