Sandhill Trek: Nimrods

December 06, 2004

Nimrods

Here, stolen from the comments section at Norm Jenson's blog, a tale of deer hunting that rings true...

A group of Missouri hillbillies went deer hunting and paired off in twos for the day. That night, one of the hunters returned home alone, staggering uner the weight of a 10-Point buck.

"Where's Bubba?" the others asked.

"Bubba had a stroke of some kind, he's a couple of miles up the trail." the successful hunter replied.

"You mean you just left Bubba lying out there and carried the buck back?" they inquired.

"A tough call," nodded the other hunter. "But I figured no one would steal Bubba."

Dec 6, 2004 11:06:23 AM | High Noise - Low Signal

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