Just got off the phone with a buddy in N. Georgia. He's the most rabid turkey hunter I know. He's gonna mail me one of his almost new vests he has. He doesnt use the ones people give him as gifts, he uses the 25YO one thats falling apart and held together with fishing line because he is so superstitous. Freaking WEIRDOS you turkey guys are! grin


On the Eighth day God created flounder.