battue,are you sure this didn't happen in the mountains of va. in 1990? i knew it was a pa. guy that took that crap under my stand. i could tell by the smell.
Positive it wasn't me. When you're up against a tree you have to look and be sure of where it's going. Easy to hit your pants in that circumstance. There wasn't any hominy, grits or biscuit gravy in it, so for sure I was N of you. You know, "When in Rome, do...." and I always do my best to fit in.
Although I avoid the biscuit gravy. Lot of fat boys down that way and I suspect it is a significant contributor. Looks like you are big on the biscuit gravy.
