ORIGINAL: quiksilver

I'm supposed to be in a feature hunting film slated for release in late 2007 called "The World's Most Useless Woodsman." You'll get to watch me fidget endlessly in my treestand, fall asleep in the field, miss multiple trophy game animals, grouch and complain about random guys invading my hunting spots, forget my bow at home, get my fingers caught the door of my car, lose my car keys and cell phone, hike miles into thewilderness only to return skunked,and suffer an uglyankle injury while chasing down a wounded turkey.

Okay, I just made the part about the film.