“How many deer saw me come in? I know they ALL heard me!”
“Why do I always hear deer BEFORE shooting light??”
“It’s been light for an hour and no deer. I need to move.”
“Ooooo! I hear a deer. Nope, just another squirrel.”
“Are they watching me? Do they know I’m here?”
“My back hurts.”
“I’m not going to bother raising my gun. That’s just another squirrel. Oh crap! It was a deer!”
“Do I really have to pee? AGAIN????”
“I could reach out and touch that squirrel/rabbit/bird/other-critter-I-do-not-want-to-shoot; it has no idea I’m here.”
“I am frickin’ tired. I need some caffeine. That doesn’t make me pee.”
“Deer do not exist. Anywhere.”
“I’m horny.”
“If it’s brown, it’s down.”
“Where is my POA at 10 feet? Nah, my .50 cal would obliterate that squirrel. Not in habit of eating squirrel feet.”
“Screw this. I’m going still hunting.”