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Originally Posted by GatorWrestler
(Post 4099023)
So are you still selling Smokee Dee Mahogany Red Dry Rub?
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Originally Posted by Wilcam47
(Post 4099013)
that's pretty messed up...
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I don't know how much of a "horror story" this is, but it was different for sure! I was on my way in to hunt some State Land and while walking a narrow, out of the way woodland trail, I see something that just doesn't look right. It's a color that doesn't belong in the woods, a flesh color. Then, as I get a bit closer, I can hear a woman oohing and aahing. Here, there's this dude banging his girlfriend off the side of the trail!!
I had to go past them to get to my stand. So, I say (in a loud voice) "excuse me, but I need to get past you folks". Dude, who was surprised to say the least, says "give us a minute". They proceed to get dressed and quickly move on their way. Oh, the price you pay to hunt public land! :D |
Too bad you didn't have your trail cam up early in!
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Yea, I already saw more than I needed to see. :D
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Well thanks for adding to the Deer Horny Stories thread!
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Originally Posted by GatorWrestler
(Post 4099023)
So are you still selling Smokee Dee Mahogany Red Dry Rub?
I am. :) I changed the name though. I call it "Lawry's Season Salt" and I'm making a killing! I'm ballin' yall! This is my mascot. His name is Richard but we call him "penis nose" He's a good guy. He lives in a "home" and plays with dull objects. We pay him with BBQ and he lets us take his picture for promos. He kinda thinks he's a cowboy, bbq guy... Seriously this is good for his self esteem. :groupwave:  |
Originally Posted by Bullcamp82834
(Post 4098880)
Here's a horror story for you.
The guy who owns the land bordering my property found a fresh set of ATV tracks entering his land from mine so he calls me to inquire. I don't know anything but tell him I'll come out and help figure out what's going on. I get there and locate the tracks, follow them , and find my neighbor doing the same thing. A little while later we find the ATV and a few minutes later see the guy. He's sitting with his back against a tree dead as a hammer. An empty pint bottle of vodka on the ground and the top of his head blown off from a self inflicted shot from his 30/06. Next thing we know there are deputies, EMTs, the coroner, and everyone else all over the place. Roads rutted out by their vehicles, discarded stuff laying everywhere, a big mess. --- My worst story is hunting private land which a hunting club has access to the open fields only, my dad, myself, and another family had permission to hunt the entire property - fields, woods, creekbottom. We put my treestand up around 3:00pm the night before opening day in the woods - 75 yards off the field edge. Nightmare was walking into the woods opening morning, to a new spot, looking for a new treestand - which wasn't there. Called dad, he assured me I was just lost, suggested I just lean against a tree till light and look for it them. I was leaning up against the damned tree the stand was stolen from. :( |
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