Snipes

Are you leaving us alone? Well, just for a little while.

I gotta go around and make sure them snipe don't wander off the trail.

How long, boys, wait for Snipe now? Half an hour.

We better finish Snipe Hunt soon.

It'll get plenty late and maybe boys get frightened.

Yep.

There's

one thing I'm going to do first.

Yeah.

Snipes are real, I wanna believe.

Hmm.

Red dot fever.

On-

[laughs] Mr. Neil Carmall, Pat is on with Ethan Ralph, apparently Snipe.

I'd rather watch my dick fall off than watch those fucking two loser fucks, criminal cocksuckers, get together and talk shit.

I mean-

Yeah.

We're going to find Bigfoot, and we're going to find the Snipe.

Douglas Puckett said, oh, goodness, I remember my first Snipe hunt.

Yes.

So he remembers that.

Though the little girl was only five and a half years old, she had tried many times in her life, without success, to make the slat cage the home of some feathery pet.

Snipes and plover, orioles and ovenbirds, bobolinks and meadowlarks, all had lived in it by turns for a few days.

But the snipes and plover had gone into a decline, the orioles and ovenbirds had grown thin and unkempt, and the bobolinks and meadowlarks had eaten themselves to death.

Sorrowful over so much misfortune, she longed to secure a hardy bird that would not only live in captivity, but would repay her loving care with song.

Though the little girl was only five and a half years old, she had tried many times in her life, without success, to make the slat cage the home of some feathery pet.

Snipes and plover, orioles and ovenbirds, bobolinks and meadowlarks, all had lived in it by turns for a few days.

But the snipes and plover had gone into a decline, the orioles and ovenbirds had grown thin and unkempt, and the bobolinks and meadowlarks had eaten themselves to death.

Sorrowful over so much misfortune, she longed to secure a hardy bird that would not only live in captivity, but would repay her loving care with songs.