On a pheasant hunt with my buddy and his highly trained german shorthair bird dogs we came to a crossroads of ditches. We stopped to rest a minute, take a break, but his dog's didn't take a break. They kicked up a rooster and my buddy missed with both shots with his side by side. I knew he was out of ammo.
I was standing on the far side of the ditch with my dangle hanging out taking a piss. Winchester to the shoulder and with one shot I dropped that bird with my pecker hanging out.
