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<blockquote data-quote="Allen Kitts" data-source="post: 2893450" data-attributes="member: 103317"><p>I've got a great one for ya. A group of us took a motor home to Texas to go pig hunting. We had a great time. On that trip the first morning we were going to shoot some prairie dogs up around Hereford. We pulled into the field and when my buddy stepped out of the rig there was the first rattlesnake of the trip, literally right outside the passenger door. He screamed, we killed it with a pistol and this set the tone for the rest of the trip. Once we arrived in San Antonio at the place where we were pig hunting the guy running the place told us to watch out for snakes, it was a banner year for then apparently. One of my buddies, Curtis, was deathly afraid of snakes so he was on high alert all the time. There was another older gentleman in camp with us that thought he was the greatest hunter to ever live, he had killed everything and everything he had killed was the biggest, longest etc. etc. etc., you know the type. My buddy, Curtis, took a little disliking to him for being such a blowhard right away and decided he needed to do something to bring the guy down a notch.</p><p></p><p>On this particular trip we were doing alot of night hunting over bait. The first night we were sitting along a road, there were three of us sitting in chairs about 15 yards off the road that the outfitter had corned. We had some libations in the backpack and after about an hour one of the guys that was with us said 'Hey Curtis give me a cold one". Curtis reached into his bag and the next thing I know he launches clean over me right onto our other buddies lap. We all turned on our lights to see what the hell was going on and he said there's a snake in my bag. Of course we called BS but when I turned the light on the bag sure enough a copperhead had crawled right into the backpack. I dumped it out and we killed it. We had quite a laugh over it but Curtis was scared to turn the lights back off. Eventually we did and actually had a great night of hunting. We killed four or five hogs that night so the next day we had to go to Walmart to pick up some coolers for the meat. While at the store Curtis decides it would be funny to pick up a rubber snake and put it outside the old man's door.</p><p></p><p>When we got back to camp it was dark and Curtis placed the rubber snake, coiled up right outside the old mans door. He figured inteh morning when the old man came out he would step righ on it, soil himself maybe a little and we would all get a good laugh out if it. We all went to our room to sack out for the night. While laying in bed, which were bunk beds, I looked down to talk to another one of my buddies and there was a scorpion climbing his way up to my bunk, **** things were everywhere, I slapped at him with my hat which was on the bed post and he ran back down towards my buddy Scott, hit a cross member on the bunk beds and ran into a crack in the wall of the bunkhouse. I said ******** grabbed my stuff and started to climb down from the top bunk. The guys said "where you going" and I said "we had a perfectly good motor home sitting in the parking area and I knew there weren't any scorpions in it". Before I could get out the door they were all following me. My buddy Curtis decided to take the lead, remember, he is the one that placed the snake on the old man's doorstep, and headed for the motor home. The path took him right by the old mans door and when he got there he launched ten feet in the air and let out the best six year old girl scream a guy could imagine. His sleeping bag and pillow went flying as he cartwheeled onto the front porch. I literally laughed so hard I almost wet myself as did the others in our group. Sometimes Karma is a real Bitch. Great Hunt with Great Friends and some fun along the way!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Allen Kitts, post: 2893450, member: 103317"] I've got a great one for ya. A group of us took a motor home to Texas to go pig hunting. We had a great time. On that trip the first morning we were going to shoot some prairie dogs up around Hereford. We pulled into the field and when my buddy stepped out of the rig there was the first rattlesnake of the trip, literally right outside the passenger door. He screamed, we killed it with a pistol and this set the tone for the rest of the trip. Once we arrived in San Antonio at the place where we were pig hunting the guy running the place told us to watch out for snakes, it was a banner year for then apparently. One of my buddies, Curtis, was deathly afraid of snakes so he was on high alert all the time. There was another older gentleman in camp with us that thought he was the greatest hunter to ever live, he had killed everything and everything he had killed was the biggest, longest etc. etc. etc., you know the type. My buddy, Curtis, took a little disliking to him for being such a blowhard right away and decided he needed to do something to bring the guy down a notch. On this particular trip we were doing alot of night hunting over bait. The first night we were sitting along a road, there were three of us sitting in chairs about 15 yards off the road that the outfitter had corned. We had some libations in the backpack and after about an hour one of the guys that was with us said 'Hey Curtis give me a cold one". Curtis reached into his bag and the next thing I know he launches clean over me right onto our other buddies lap. We all turned on our lights to see what the hell was going on and he said there's a snake in my bag. Of course we called BS but when I turned the light on the bag sure enough a copperhead had crawled right into the backpack. I dumped it out and we killed it. We had quite a laugh over it but Curtis was scared to turn the lights back off. Eventually we did and actually had a great night of hunting. We killed four or five hogs that night so the next day we had to go to Walmart to pick up some coolers for the meat. While at the store Curtis decides it would be funny to pick up a rubber snake and put it outside the old man's door. When we got back to camp it was dark and Curtis placed the rubber snake, coiled up right outside the old mans door. He figured inteh morning when the old man came out he would step righ on it, soil himself maybe a little and we would all get a good laugh out if it. We all went to our room to sack out for the night. While laying in bed, which were bunk beds, I looked down to talk to another one of my buddies and there was a scorpion climbing his way up to my bunk, **** things were everywhere, I slapped at him with my hat which was on the bed post and he ran back down towards my buddy Scott, hit a cross member on the bunk beds and ran into a crack in the wall of the bunkhouse. I said ******** grabbed my stuff and started to climb down from the top bunk. The guys said "where you going" and I said "we had a perfectly good motor home sitting in the parking area and I knew there weren't any scorpions in it". Before I could get out the door they were all following me. My buddy Curtis decided to take the lead, remember, he is the one that placed the snake on the old man's doorstep, and headed for the motor home. The path took him right by the old mans door and when he got there he launched ten feet in the air and let out the best six year old girl scream a guy could imagine. His sleeping bag and pillow went flying as he cartwheeled onto the front porch. I literally laughed so hard I almost wet myself as did the others in our group. Sometimes Karma is a real Bitch. Great Hunt with Great Friends and some fun along the way! [/QUOTE]
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