Rob...it's 4 pages long, because this is the only funny thread that has come about since hunting as started up. Everyone's too serious at this time of the year. We needed a slight break.

Probably fitting that this is my first post on this board...I was hunting with an aged friend of my grandfather's years ago. He needed help getting to the top of some old reclaimed hills to his stand. About halfway there, he starts complaining about his guts coming lose, and I backed off a few yards to give him some privacy. All I could see was the top of his head as he squated in some brush...I'd hear, uh, a "noise", and the brush would move about 5 yards behind him!! The guy was PROJECTING stuff...like this wasn't funny enough (and I actually kept silent during this time), he gets done, stands up and is kind of sighing his relief...starts to hike up his drawers, stumbles a little, staggers back a step or two, and falls flat on his back...smack in his "blast zone". From that point on, I held a stick, which he could hold on to as well, to assist him to his stand...man that was nasty.

I bring a plastic bottle for #1 but #2 wow I'd say get out of tree and walk a few hundred yards from your stand. or maybe a plastic bag. but you deffinately wanna double bag that crap!!

Tsk tsk tsk....Amateurs!!!!

Someone had to go and ask about that pic [&:]. Heeeee's back.