Originally Posted by Morewood
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.




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Geno

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

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