Deer hunting time always reminds me of the story some of my buddies tell of a hunt long ago.
This group always hunted in "their secret place" every year. A new guy (I'll call him Bud) hired on and was quite outspoken about his past and what a good deer hunting he was. He was a very likeable guy so the group decided to take him with them.
The very first day as the sun was sinking Bud shot his deer, gutted it and carried and drug it back to camp.
It was almost dark when he got there and after everyone congratulated him someone piped up and asked "where's the liver?"
Bud said the liver was still laying in the gut pile.
Hearing this, everyone said they really wanted the fresh deer liver so they could have Liver and Onions for dinner.
They were so insistant that finally, Bud agreed to go back and get the liver.
Now, I don't know if it was because it was dark or just that ole Bud didn't know the difference, but, when he finally got back to camp he produced a great pile of lungs instead of the liver.
Some things live after a man forever and after 25 years, ole Bud is still often refered to as
"Ole' Lungs and Onions". :grin:
This group always hunted in "their secret place" every year. A new guy (I'll call him Bud) hired on and was quite outspoken about his past and what a good deer hunting he was. He was a very likeable guy so the group decided to take him with them.
The very first day as the sun was sinking Bud shot his deer, gutted it and carried and drug it back to camp.
It was almost dark when he got there and after everyone congratulated him someone piped up and asked "where's the liver?"
Bud said the liver was still laying in the gut pile.
Hearing this, everyone said they really wanted the fresh deer liver so they could have Liver and Onions for dinner.
They were so insistant that finally, Bud agreed to go back and get the liver.
Now, I don't know if it was because it was dark or just that ole Bud didn't know the difference, but, when he finally got back to camp he produced a great pile of lungs instead of the liver.
Some things live after a man forever and after 25 years, ole Bud is still often refered to as
"Ole' Lungs and Onions". :grin:
