Last time I got a mark on my neck and didn't remember how it got there my friends were slapping me in the back. The cocktail waitress from where I tied one on had the brightest knowing smile I had ever seen when she saw me again the next night.
Not to mention this weird stain on the liner of my fedora and the smell of the perfume 'Vanilla Fields"...
Renderking Fisk wrote:Last time I got a mark on my neck and didn't remember how it got there my friends were slapping me in the back. The cocktail waitress from where I tied one on had the brightest knowing smile I had ever seen when she saw me again the next night.
Not to mention this weird stain on the liner of my fedora and the smell of the perfume 'Vanilla Fields"...
Man O' Man. That crop circle post had me laughing out loud! I never got a mark from my Wested but I got a bothersome rash from a NH shirt on my neck once, but never again. Maybe there is such a thing as gear sickness? Hmmm...