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Super Black Eagle wrote:

the doctor wrote:I'm a doctor.

the doc

I thought you were unemployed?

Must be that d@mn malpractice insurance now!

Anyway, I do most of my duck hunting in Bolivar county.

duckhntr, does Squealer give "squealing like a pig" a new meaning? Hey Delta Duck, he has that big F-250 for hauling women not getting it in the field!

So, Wingman, were you in an airplane when you hit that deer on the runway at Natchez, or in a pickup?

I was in a Cessna 170. Had just landed and 3 deer ran in front of me. One hit the gear...how it missed the prop I have no idea. I got out, checked everything and found no damage, so I flew back to Belzoni.

It was a crazy thing....luckily it's not happened since.

You need some .50cals under the wing to clear the runway!!!

Super Black Eagle wrote:

the doctor wrote:I'm a doctor.

the doc

I thought you were unemployed?

NOW that would be a lousy Dr. to have! One that gets fired from time to time!

First time I went hunting I was the decoy mule. My cousin sent me out in the deep stuff to adjust the spread. As soon as I got out in the middle of the hole....a nice big flight of greenheads came in. He told me to stay there there b/c I made a better decoy than anything else out there...

bolivarduck wrote:

Super Black Eagle wrote:

the doctor wrote:I'm a doctor.

the doc

I thought you were unemployed?

Must be that d@mn malpractice insurance now!

Anyway, I do most of my duck hunting in Bolivar county.

duckhntr, does Squealer give "squealing like a pig" a new meaning? Hey Delta Duck, he has that big F-250 for hauling women not getting it in the field!

You got that right brother..

In high school my buddies bet me I wouldn't pull up in front of the police chief and smoke my tires. I did a 5 minute burn out next to him. From then on everyone has called me Torch for torching my tires.

Got it back in college during the "glory days" - the days of SoCo, Tanqu, PGA, Jeager, pink panther piss and all that fun stuff that hurts WAY too much now days. My friends used to call me Caledonia (my name is Cal - BB King's Caledonia - what makes your big head so hard) when we embibed in the "juke juice" way too much. They said it was my alter ego when sauced, then it got shortened to 'donia and stuck. There aren't many that know donia anymore - my wife has met him a time or two in almost 10 years and a couple of close friends know of him - others that have see him, didn't know it was HIM. "We done gone and got all donia'd up"

"Hangovers hurt more than they used to, and cornbread and iced tea have took the place of pills and 90 proof"

Comes from my early rodeo days as a bullfighter. Some guy interviewed me one time and made the comment that I was an "american matador". nickname kinda stuck

Tunica because I own it all

Well you see it's like this here. Was huntting with the Teul2 one day and we poped a couple of hollywoods. The one I shot however looked a little strange. When we got back to the house Teul made a post with some pictures that said "What we have here is a failure to identify" ( you can look this up if you don't believe me). Some of you boys put out several ideas and some poor ole sole thru out Spoonallard.
Well we got to saying it around Teul in an agravating way and it drove him nuts. Next thing you know everyone calls me Spoon.

Spoooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn allard!

http://www.ducksouth.com/phpbb/viewtopi ... ht=#104725

Obviously a spoonallard is a grey/bootlip cross. Or maybe a mattet/bootlip... either way Spoonallrd is a much better name.

last name is green!

coondog--My dad coon hunts a lot and has had coondogs for as long as i can remember. It just sounded cool.

Grommet wrote:When I was in college I lived in the fraternity house. A guy down the hall was always hitting the peace pipe. I happened to be walking by his room one day when he was having some problems with his water bong. The air was escaping as he was trying to take a hit. He looked over at me and said you're a smart mother F***er tell me what's wrong with this thing I can't get a good hit. I told him that the grommet around the slide had dry rotted and he needed to replace it. Apparantly he had never heard the word grommet before that day and just died out laughing. From that day on my nickname was grommet.

I thought that was from the condom ring on your back pocket.
Being that it stayed in there so long!!