Talked to DG this morning, seems he's in the hospital with a set of kidneys that were infected and went septic. Poor feller's lucky he didn't off himself with his stubbornness. Turns out he's been battling this for a couple of weeks, he was camping with us last weekend and wasn't up to par. I thought I killed him from making him set everything up for us while I sat by the creek fishing and drinking beer. I almost felt guilty. But I felt better after everyone left.
Seriously, the poor lad is laid up in a redneck Alabama hospital, some town called Boaz (It's Biblical stupid) they're supposed to let him out Tuesday, if not I'm going down and busting him out. He was down there chasin women, one day he's chasin'em up on the mountain, next day he's in the cotton fields. Ain't stoppin the boy!
Truthfully, he is a man I call a friend these are hard to come by. He is also in my "sphincter of friends" I don't have a circle, circles are to big. He is a man I can trust. So if you're reading this, say some kind thoughts, give him a hug and a kiss and let him know that you are thinking of him. Cause I am, that's why I wrote this here thread, Domeguy's my friend.
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