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2027 Calendars are here!
Who is this year's centerfold? Is it a chubby bluetick or a long-eared redhead? Twelve months. Twelve opportunities to stare at some of the finest, questionable-decision-making hound dogs this side of the county line.
The kind of hounds that’ll ignore you screaming their name for 45 minutes, then come trotting home smelling like pond water and somebody else’s garbage.
Get yours before these sum’bitches are gone.




