thepriest

This is a fascinating subject, from my own experiences I would say the most important elements to a poacher is good recce of the land, and knowledge of the keepers habits and weakneses. My personel favourite is just a red beam and a airweapon, even a decent airpistol. easily pocketed and descriet.A starry breezy night, and a nicely populated roost. Of course these days with a large amounts of very docile birds its a lot easier than the old days. Mordern times has brought the heavy tactics of the gangs etc. True poaching has lost its romance,is that the right word? Not sure. Just a brace for th

Slip the dogs, unto the hare, Chase the roe in the twilight mist. Guard the bolt with border fierce. As my brindle waits, to take his sprint. To wander and watch as the keeper sleeps. And wonder on his manors feast. As his lord takes proud in servants toil. I`ll set the wires for the beast unsoiled. And is my delight on a starry night. To roam with silenced four ten delight. With a roaming beam of amber red. To take the roosting chestnut red. And watch your meadows in daytimes sun. To see where the frenchies, juck with fun. Await the night with my longnet set. And guide

Slip the dogs, unto the hare, Chase the roe in the twilight mist. Guard the bolt with border fierce. As my brindle waits, to take his sprint. To wander and watch as the keeper sleeps. And wonder on his manors feast. As his lord takes proud in servants toil. I`ll set the wires for the beast unsoiled. And is my delight on a starry night. To roam with silenced four ten delight. With a roaming beam of amber red. To take the roosting chestnut red. And watch your meadows in daytimes sun. To see where the frenchies, juck with fun. Await the night with my longnet set. And gui

Hes bonnie, well done.

Its been pretty quiet round my way. But i supose tonight will be the night.

I just follw me nose.

Thats a lovely looking pup Wolly.

No its farmville for me. Much more relaxing after a day killing drug dealers.

If anyone had hit any of my children i would of buried them on the spot.

Give mr rats any day.

Its always a waste when someone tops themselves. And in most cases its always silly reasons and problems that most of us take in our stride as part of life.

I was playing rugby when i was in the forces. And got my scrotum trod on and split open and one of my testicles poped out. Funny thing was i didnt realise till half time.

Get stuck in there and you ll need the fire brigade to get out.

Cant think what all the fuss is about. My missus is scared shootless of them. I think their kinda cute. And quiet. Unless their eating crisps of course

There was a young girl from Penzance. Who got on a bus in a trance. She eyed up the conductor. Who proceeded to f@@k her. And the driver he came in his pants. There was a young man from Calcutta. Found a hole so he peeped through the shutter. But all he could see, Was a womens knee. And the arse of the bloke that was up her.