Neal
March 10th, 2013, 07:38
That reminds me of the typical response I get when asking my best friend why he hunts anmials. Admittely, I'm a non-hunter...non-killing animals...non-gun type of person and these type of...it's the thrill of the chase" responses never cease to amaze me, but it's humerous anyway.
My friend drives his late model 4-wheel drive SUV (using GPS of course) right up to the patch of woods where he hunts...parks the thing, carries his camoflaged Rambo lunch box and high powered rifle fitted with a military grade sniper scope all of about 100 yards to his $2,000 camoflaged tree stand...positions himself in the tree in the ready position as if he's a special forces commando and waits for an unsuspecting deer to graze into his sights. The most humorous part of this is that the idiot either misses the dam thing or ends up falling out of the tree as he did last year which was just too funny. If only the deer could talk: "Look, here comes that clown with the Rambo lunch box again right on schedule - who's turn is it to run past him this time?
Dodger, that's an absolutely hilarious story and I do understand what you were making the comment about but would like to quickly duck in and try and explain at least for me....
First of all I too am/was not a hunter of animals in the woods and do not believe in guns. I use the saying that "it is the thrill of the chase" because I love going after straight boys; well unsuspecting prey. :sign5: I go after orderlies in the hospital, after gas attendants, mechanics, elephant trainers, I love going after the boys selling thier Buddah flowers on the corner and the other day went after the security guard at ...well I won't say as many of you go there and I want to try first and the other day he made a sweet comment to me. I go after the bag boys at Foodland, the 2 butchers at Villa Market, I mean those are the prey I shoot for although yes when I am horney I have to rely on Gay Romeo, the bar or beach. It is no longer "thrilling" when they say ok". Some I even don't want to go to bed with after they agree! I absolutely hate it when they call me back on the phone, show up at the door or run over to me and sit down on the beach. I want to have to go look for them, I want them to say I'm can't, maybe some other time. I want to have to chase them. I had one boy that finally understood this and just like your deer story used to walk past me making sure he was in full sight of me and pretend not to look at me hoping I would yell out to him. Nope, that doesn't work. Maybe, just maybe that's what some people mean by "the thrill of the chase".
My friend drives his late model 4-wheel drive SUV (using GPS of course) right up to the patch of woods where he hunts...parks the thing, carries his camoflaged Rambo lunch box and high powered rifle fitted with a military grade sniper scope all of about 100 yards to his $2,000 camoflaged tree stand...positions himself in the tree in the ready position as if he's a special forces commando and waits for an unsuspecting deer to graze into his sights. The most humorous part of this is that the idiot either misses the dam thing or ends up falling out of the tree as he did last year which was just too funny. If only the deer could talk: "Look, here comes that clown with the Rambo lunch box again right on schedule - who's turn is it to run past him this time?
Dodger, that's an absolutely hilarious story and I do understand what you were making the comment about but would like to quickly duck in and try and explain at least for me....
First of all I too am/was not a hunter of animals in the woods and do not believe in guns. I use the saying that "it is the thrill of the chase" because I love going after straight boys; well unsuspecting prey. :sign5: I go after orderlies in the hospital, after gas attendants, mechanics, elephant trainers, I love going after the boys selling thier Buddah flowers on the corner and the other day went after the security guard at ...well I won't say as many of you go there and I want to try first and the other day he made a sweet comment to me. I go after the bag boys at Foodland, the 2 butchers at Villa Market, I mean those are the prey I shoot for although yes when I am horney I have to rely on Gay Romeo, the bar or beach. It is no longer "thrilling" when they say ok". Some I even don't want to go to bed with after they agree! I absolutely hate it when they call me back on the phone, show up at the door or run over to me and sit down on the beach. I want to have to go look for them, I want them to say I'm can't, maybe some other time. I want to have to chase them. I had one boy that finally understood this and just like your deer story used to walk past me making sure he was in full sight of me and pretend not to look at me hoping I would yell out to him. Nope, that doesn't work. Maybe, just maybe that's what some people mean by "the thrill of the chase".