Its a muggy night and he's fucking glazed in mud jacking in the headlamps for you. Back home, he couldn't resist stripping and letting the woods take him. What more could you ask for from a backwoods animal?
No one could here you in wood
Thanks for the free content my friend you become your core self when covered in mud, I feel you, nothing else matters more than the present moment it's sooo relaxing and liberator