
Wes gets a call that some "adult" forgot his arras and his rope cocker. We scour the place for probably 45 minutes with no arra or cocking rope. After quite a bit, we get a call. Found the rope in his pants, but no arras.


So...... I'm in the barn and see this brush cutter!



I'm guessing his mittens are attched to each other by a long piece of yarn going through his sleeves



Kinda guy who would loose his whole bow out the back of his truck. Just guessing ya knowd.