How about one more "poop story"

This happened to a friend of mine. He relayed this story to me.

My friend decided to take his father deer hunting with him on the first day of rifle season. They got up extra early because they would be hunting a public hunting area.

They were the first to arrive at the parking lot. Since they were extra early, they decided to sit in the truck a bit longer. It was cold and my buddy thought it would be better for his elderly father to stay warm a bit longer.

As they sat there, my buddy started getting that rumble in the pit of his stomache. He had to go. He decided to get out and go to the edge of the woods before anyone else came to hunt.

He barely got to the woods and got his pants down when here it come. He just started to bend over whenit exploded out of him. Lots of pressure behind it if you know what I mean.

When he finished he went back to the truck to get his dad and head for their stands.

Later that day, when he went back to the truck for lunch, he saw where he had that episode earlier that morning. In the snow, he could see his tracks. Behind where he stood was nothing for about 2 feet, then there was a orangish/brownsplattering all over the snow. It was sprayed everywhere.

He said the funny part was that he went right on the main trail where everyone enters the woods. He could see other hunter's tracks in the snow where they made a detour around his mess. He couldn't help to think, what they thought, to see that splattered all over the snow 2 feet behind his tracks.