Well I have one for you. About10-15 years ago, when I first started hunting, something happened that will stay with me until I die. We got to the wood before sunup and sat until about 11 am. we all met at the truck to go for lunch. On our way to the dinner this poo smell kept coming up. Not one of the guys would admit to passing wind. This went on until we go there and we found the Smell. One of us (NOT ME!!) was wearing a set of camo overalls with a hood. No problem right. Well while out in the woodsnature apparently called on him and plop right in his hood!! He will never live that down. Even after we are all long dead and buried that story will live on.