Funny Stories
I have two to recount.
The first time I took my boy hunting with me. He was 9, I think. I shot at an Antlerless Mulie, and missed. My son whispered very quietly, "Next time Dad, you should get closer to the deer, so you don't miss." My buddies still laugh at me on that one.
The other is when I had just shot a nice 4x4 Whitetail, and all of a sudden, my father appeared, right behind me, all disheveled and p*ssed off. I said, "What's the matter? Did you see the deer I just shot?" He replies, "Did I see it? I was trying to get my pants pulled up, so that I could reach my rifle, when you fired!" We laughed our arses off at that one.
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