"Well course you want them for that, but when they get older..." Then you get mutton. He knows that much. "And you ever spun wool? I knew a girl at one of the saloons used to do this thing at the bar when things were slow with a one of those spinning things."
Yep, technical terms here.
"So chicken definitely. I've fished before," he's says, nodding. "And how are people taking down those deer?" He misses having a gun. Or even a bow and arrow.
Laughing though, shifting to nudge him with his shoulder. "Wanda, this girl I talked with, she says someone named Sam makes some, keeps it in the kitchen sometimes. Moonshine. It was ... It was rough," he says, shaking his head, though he's grinning. "Might be able to snag some of it, bleed it off and store it at the house."
They live far enough out from others it should work well for them to store it at home and no one find it.
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Yep, technical terms here.
"So chicken definitely. I've fished before," he's says, nodding. "And how are people taking down those deer?" He misses having a gun. Or even a bow and arrow.
Laughing though, shifting to nudge him with his shoulder. "Wanda, this girl I talked with, she says someone named Sam makes some, keeps it in the kitchen sometimes. Moonshine. It was ... It was rough," he says, shaking his head, though he's grinning. "Might be able to snag some of it, bleed it off and store it at the house."
They live far enough out from others it should work well for them to store it at home and no one find it.