when I stumbled across an Ohio State Fan in the swamp. He must have seen my clemson bumber sticker in the parking lot because he came darting over to me, scaring off a Grey Kingbird I was watching, and proceeded to blabber about how much he was looking forward to our match up.
I politely told him that I was armed with a Ruger LCP and that there was not anyone else around for at least 50 miles. I further explained how quickly bodies decompose in the swamp and what the buzzards did not pick off of his carcass, the gators would eventually drag into the muck, never to be seen again.