On Where I've Been The Last Week or So
On Sunday before last, Sharon and I went to Savannah for the day. The next morning when I got up to do my usual walk around the property, one of the gates that I climb over to keep the little stallion from getting in with the big gelding and getting himself killed had had the hinges tampered with (and the hotwire shorted so they could sneak over the fence) so that it feel as I was crossing it. Now if I had not been trained how to fall in the Martial Arts, old Dave would not be typing this. But as it was, my neck, back and leg got injured. I got p*ssed. They are too cowardly to meet me face to face at the Eulonia Senior Citizens Center (nuetral ground to me) where I work out on the open field and tell me what they have against me. But the little rat chickens can come while we are away. Then in two days I got a virus. And before anyone tells me to move again, unless you got the money to buy my land, and move us and our dogs and horses, please don't start. So that is why I did not contact anyone for a while. By the way, we wouldn't move any way now because they will have me the rest of their natual lives to contend with because they did this.
Honestly I don't care if it's the Harris Necki Crew with their illegit land claims or some other nut job.
I am going to post this far and wide. So that the world knows what cowards there are in McIntosh County Georgia. Not everyone here is bad. But those who keep coming here win the prize for ignorant rat chicken of the year.
"When crazy people call you crazy, you know you're sane.
When evil people call you evil, you know that you are a good person.
When lairs call you a liar, you know that you are truthful.
Know who you are and don't let others tell you who you are." - Dave Kitchen