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Nearly Arrested In Wyoming
Not Click-Bait, I Was Spread Eagle on a Wyoming Street.
Nearly Arrested in Wyoming
Not Click-Bait, I was spread Eagle on a Wyoming Street.
It was a long time ago when my daughter was a newborn. I had previously applied for hunting tags in Wyoming with one of my buddies several months early than this. As usual, they both came at about the same time.
With encouragement from my wife, I was off to Wyoming with my two hunting buddies. Actually, 1) I am not much of a hunter, and 2) only one of the two friends I went on this trip with was my Buddy. This was going to be a train wreck in the making.
After a week of hunting, we were returning home to Louisiana, from Wyoming. We all took turns behind the wheel. One was the fast driver, one was the slow driver, and the third buddy was the driver who would get lost on a north south freeway, and or arrested on a Wyoming street.
It was late on our first night travelling back home to Louisiana. The third buddy was driving and pulled into a small Mom and Pop gas station at the city limits of Lusk Wyoming. Why do I remember it was Lusk Wyoming? Because it was written on the door of the Police car.