My boss went hunting last weekend and his wife went along just to camp out. She accompanied him to his box stand and sat behind him. When a big doe showed up with a youngun in tow he drew down on her. Just then he heard a small voice in his ear saying "don't you dare!" Nothing like having an extra conscience with you in the stand!

Sounds kinda like Brother Dave Gardner's tale about the guy who took up deer hunting. Anybody remember Brother Dave?

"Poppa, you ain't gonna shoot BAMBI?!"

That's probably what my 4 year old would say.

This is one about this ole' South Alabama boy see, and he liked to ride them motorcycles. I mean he just loved to ride motorcycles because they did something for him.

I mean...well he did, he traded his pickup truck in on one. Gotta Jim Dandy with a Strato-freeze air conditioner on it.

Brother Dave was a good one...

Murphy

That stand needs a Jethro Bodine Ejector Seat.

Took my wife deer hunting one time long ago. We were by Fremont Lake out side of Pinedale, Wyoming. She spoted a herd of deer and alerted me but then ducked down inside of the truck so she did not have to see one of them get shot. However, it did not stop her from cooking that deer in all sorts of ways for for us the entire winter.

Murph,
That ole boy from Alabama's girl friend Miss Baby was OK until me and Junior turned her head around.