Billie Bob Taylor
I was busy prepping the bait for the fish on the camping chair whilst Benedito went inside the house to get us bottles of beer. Today ladies and gentlemen I was allowed to drink beer. I stopped taking my medication yesterday which meant I was back to drinking beers and smoking my cigarettes.
Once again, it was good to be alive!
We had decided to fish for lunch and from there we would go adventuring around the ranch. Since I was still not allowed to ride horses, Benedito had organized two quadbikes for us which was just as exciting to be honest.
I had my guitar next to me on its own chair as I put the bait on the hooks then sent them out into the calm river. Benedito had bought over the fishing rod Clyde had gotten for him which was the sweetest thing I had seen.
