Well, pretty obvious that Shrap's a heck of a good guy. Kudos.

Travis, we've all been there. Shrug it off, Schitt happens. I remember this one time at band camp.....no, um, hunting camp. Went down the hill (big hill!) after a caribou. Aim, safety off...click! Fugg! Had a bunch of rounds with bad primers. Caribou gets away and about that time my stomach starts to gurgle. Did I have my pack or even my fanny pack with "supplies"? Hell no, was just gonna wack the caribou and have the guys come pick me up (rule was if you killed something you got a ride back to camp, no kill you walked back up "the hill." Had to walk back to camp with no caribou and only half of a tee-shirt! Schitt REALLY does happen!

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