Like two months ago I got a new cell, but I had to keep the other one charged up and in the glovebox of the truck, just so that I can read tales of last hunting season. There are some real classics on that phone. I think on of these years I am going to write a book of texts from the past hunting seasons.
One of my favorites was at 10:15am one Saturday from my one hunting buddy, it went something like this: "we ain't killing nothing in this downpour, lets go to the place that I scouted out some Miller lites to kill"