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Doug and I while we lived in the south Fl area hunted in 2 different places-both state game lands and one was called Browns Farm where the next couple of stories come from.
Doug had a day off so he had gone hunting without me and when he got back to his truck and tossing his stuff on the truck a gator about 3 feet long just happened to walk around his truck
Now here was Doug looking down at this this and afterwards as he told me he had a thought that he sure could have some fun with this gator and very easily reached down and grabbed him and wrapped some camo tape around his muzzel and tossed him in the truck.
Doug spent the next 45 minutes giggling, working his way up to the drug induced laughing fit to what he was going to do.
I was living in a trailer in a trailer court and we heard Doug pull up and when he knocked on the door I yelled for him to come on in.
Well that sumbiotch open up the door just enough to feed that 3 foot gator into the door.
That fkin gator took off-it
looked like a nascar race track with him running around the coffee table atleast 3 times on a time trial.
Karen jumped up on her chair I pulled my feet up and my daughter Lee made the living room look like one of those athletic centers when they have trampolines everywhere-she musta bounched on 6 or 7 different things and finally landed on top of Karen and I do mean on top.
Doug-outside was unable to control himself, while he couldn't see what was happening he could sure in hell could hear the comotion and yes his pants did show signs that he needed Depends afterwards.
But really took the case foward- a week later Doug and I came home from hunting and as I got out of the truck and got my gun camo'ed case out of the back end of the truck I saw Lee about 20 feet behind me.
I looked at her and took a step towards her and all of a sudden Lee let out on of those screams that as a parent you absolutly know without any dought that someone is dieing!
I mean it was a scream that you never want to hear, so unnatural, blood clotting, heart stopping you almost want to die for your kid.
So I took off running towards Lee and the faster I ran the faster she ran all the while screaming bloody murder.
I caught up to her in a short space and grabbed her arm and in that instant she said "oh it's your gun"
She thought it was another gator.
Now-Doug had caught up with me and while he heard the last part , looked at me and asked in the most seroius voice he could come up with," WTF you been doing to her"?
With about 7 or 8 neighbors looking on I told him what I thought of that joke.
I am pretty sure he was and still is saying it was that funny
Doug had a day off so he had gone hunting without me and when he got back to his truck and tossing his stuff on the truck a gator about 3 feet long just happened to walk around his truck
Now here was Doug looking down at this this and afterwards as he told me he had a thought that he sure could have some fun with this gator and very easily reached down and grabbed him and wrapped some camo tape around his muzzel and tossed him in the truck.
Doug spent the next 45 minutes giggling, working his way up to the drug induced laughing fit to what he was going to do.
I was living in a trailer in a trailer court and we heard Doug pull up and when he knocked on the door I yelled for him to come on in.
Well that sumbiotch open up the door just enough to feed that 3 foot gator into the door.
That fkin gator took off-it
looked like a nascar race track with him running around the coffee table atleast 3 times on a time trial.
Karen jumped up on her chair I pulled my feet up and my daughter Lee made the living room look like one of those athletic centers when they have trampolines everywhere-she musta bounched on 6 or 7 different things and finally landed on top of Karen and I do mean on top.
Doug-outside was unable to control himself, while he couldn't see what was happening he could sure in hell could hear the comotion and yes his pants did show signs that he needed Depends afterwards.
But really took the case foward- a week later Doug and I came home from hunting and as I got out of the truck and got my gun camo'ed case out of the back end of the truck I saw Lee about 20 feet behind me.
I looked at her and took a step towards her and all of a sudden Lee let out on of those screams that as a parent you absolutly know without any dought that someone is dieing!
I mean it was a scream that you never want to hear, so unnatural, blood clotting, heart stopping you almost want to die for your kid.
So I took off running towards Lee and the faster I ran the faster she ran all the while screaming bloody murder.
I caught up to her in a short space and grabbed her arm and in that instant she said "oh it's your gun"
She thought it was another gator.
Now-Doug had caught up with me and while he heard the last part , looked at me and asked in the most seroius voice he could come up with," WTF you been doing to her"?
With about 7 or 8 neighbors looking on I told him what I thought of that joke.
I am pretty sure he was and still is saying it was that funny