Skinner
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Hobo that is so funny. I had something similar to happen.
I live 2 house's down from the parsonage. We got a new preacher (we are Methodist and rotate them.) Was'nt long he heard the hounds barking and came to investigate. He said he had'nt coonhunted since he was a kid and wanted to go. So me and two buddies from Church and the preacher heads to the woods one night. First thing, right off the bat the preacher falls off a footlog. Goes up to his neck in water. We get him fished out and are all cracking up after we found out he isn't hurt. He has a flashlight and keeps turing it off and on. I tell him to watch for holes because there are some deep ones. Well sure enough he falls off in a hole where a stump had rotted out and goes up to his waist. Again we are cracking up after we knew he was'nt hurt. So we are headed on down the bottom and come to another footlog. You guessed it, he fell off it again!!!!! This time went clean over his head and had to get a stick and pull him out. This time he lost one of his shoes!!!!!! By this time we are dying laughing. The dogs tree and we go to the tree. The preacher goes to turn his flashlight on but the bottom had worked itself loose and the batteries had fallen OUT!!! We shine the tree and there sits 4 coons in the top of the tree. I hand the pistol to the preacher and said fire away. He shoots about 20 times and can't hit a bulls butt with a bass fiddle. So I knock all four of them out. Well, since everybody has a dog on the leash except him, he volunteers to carry the coons....all 4 of them. We laugh at him struggling to carry four pretty good size coons. He ends up tie'n there tails together and throws them over his shoulders. We come up on the footlog to get back, and he justs wade's through the slough and then turns to say "oh well, I would have fell off anyway!!" We go back to the shop and clean them and I invite all them over the next night for some good BBQ coon. The next Sunday morning, the preacher goes to telling the story of his coon hunt to the whole church. Everybody just die's laughing. He ends the story with the only part he liked was the coon supper!! Funny thing too...that was about a year ago and he has'nt ask to go again...lol
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