I sat in the mist yesterday afternoon, only to have some retard come out of the edge of the woods doing Navy Seal techniques after I hit my grunt tube a few times. Boy did I get a chuckle out of that, but it soon passed when I realized that any deer in the area were long gone.

After that excitement passed, another retard pulled up in his truck, and tossed some old lawn chairs out into the junk pile he has going in the woods acrossed the field from me.

To add to my spectacular evening of hunting, I got my muzzleloader out of it's case when I got home. From sitting in the misty rain all afternoon, the whole thing already had a evil layer of rust starting. Needless to say, I didn't go out in the rain this morning.