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And for "info"... its a baby crow.
 

But it paints the picture of going down... does it not ?

I guess my eyes just swept though it and did not catch that... good eye RC
Irrelevant. If not for any dedicated walleye fisherperson sitting in the car holding thier breath a half hour observing fish before exiting , they wouldn't be down long enough.... :laughing7:

Forgot the title of an old read.
Guys trapped in a dead submarine on the bottom in 200 feet of water or something; running out of air.
Debate ensued about making the surface on a single breath of air , and how slow to surface.
I can recall not all made it alive....
 

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LYRICS
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash Left my mama a goodbye note By sundown, I'd left Kingston With my guitar under my coat I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis Got a room at the YMCA For the next three weeks, I went huntin' them nightclubs Just lookin' for a place to play Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis I run outta money and luck So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia On a overloaded poultry truck I thumbed on down to Panama City Started checkin' out some o' them all night bars Hopin' I could make myself a dollar Makin' music on my guitar I got the same old story at them all night piers There ain't no room around here for a guitar man We don't need a guitar man, son So I slept in the hobo jungles Roamed a thousand miles of track 'Til I found myself in Mobile Alabama At a club they call Big Jack's A little four-piece band was jammin' So I took my guitar and I sat in I showed 'em what a band would sound like With a swingin' little guitar man Show 'em, son So if you ever take a trip down to the ocean Find yourself down around Mobile Make it on out to a club called Jack's If you got a little time to kill Just follow that crowd of people You'll wind up out on his dance floor Diggin' the finest little five-piece group Up and down the Gulf of Mexico Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man Guitar man
Songwriters: J. Hubbard
 

Good morning my pretty pirate pals 😆 xx may ur day be as special as u are 😆 xx 🤗💕
Good morning, Blossom . Going ashore today to buy some cleaning supplies and equipment. Probably should take some of these empty rum bottles with me before someone falls and breaks their gluteus Maximus.

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