Paddle Faster…I Hear Banjos!

It’s almost that time…when all theĀ great white hunters go in pursuit of the elusive 15 point buck.

It’s like a scene out of Deliverance around here.

Flannel, camo, and hunting gear. Deer “cocaine” and urine. Feeding plots and hunting license.

A redneck’s paradise.

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Paddle Faster…I Hear Banjos!

  1. 1

    Brittany said,

    August 26, 2008 at 6:45 am:

    Ugh….I dread this season…I am a hunting widow:(

  2. 2

    JoeInVegas said,

    August 26, 2008 at 9:20 am:

    Do you get to go along, or is it just the woman’s job to clean up afterward? Might be more fun to just stay home with the girls anyway.

  3. 3

    pissy said,

    August 26, 2008 at 1:11 pm:

    hee hee!

    Love the title of this post!

  4. 4

    Dejoni said,

    August 26, 2008 at 7:42 pm:

    No, I do not go along…I just can’t do it. I love to shoot pistols and rifles but I can’t shoot Bambi.
    I usually spend the first weekend of deer season eating pizza and watching “chick flicks.”
    It’s like a mini vacation….with kids.

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