Open Letter to Fernandito:
Dear Friend:
not know how much I welcome the release that you've had recently, with the moon as a witness and a great night sidekick, as is your good friend Paul, I guess his words when approached such a boar from more than 150 kg.
"Go Fernán bug has killed him, call your father is not going to believe, that mouth is, so less money .... "
All around you were strange feelings between fear and how scared you were when you came to this huge macareno by if he was alive, but your shot was accurate and death, a great shot at 130 meters with your 7 mm rifle, wearing soft bullet Winchester (which I've been with the cap as a souvenir).
With these humble words of a fan of waiting as you know, and from the perspective of having killed another great macareno like you, I imagine the degree of satisfaction, joy, wonder, happiness, in a word being drunk in your time hunting, as if you had taken a load off in this big game, for having killed a large male boar, you know how hard it is, some take a lifetime and have not yet fulfilled its macareno.
You are very young, but already some positive experiences in this shooting with grated weapons, has given a great lesson to all those fans of three to the fourth, who think they know everything and kill more than anyone, but to moment of truth, have not complied with the quality, but with the amount of meat to fill the chest.
I imagine the satisfaction and joy of your parents for such a feat, sure you have many more joys that youth take them for overflow, but occasionally also remember text books with
given time you have to wait and everything else. In the future you will remember this cast and helpful in your learning time.
I just laid off, with my biggest congratulations to you and Paul, and from now on will be for my
DON FERNANDO "EL acertao"
A big hug ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
It dismisses "The San Illan Burraco"
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