gundog870
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So everyone has stories they will never forget, and today I think one was created. Well my youngest brother has become quite the little hunting buddy. When he is not hunting with my dad he is usually tailing me around. I call him my intern because he does just about anything I ask him, and usually it is the crappy stuff that I depend on him for.
The Intern
So with having a little extra time on my hands, and the intern dying to get out, I have been bow hunting with him so my dad has some time to hunt for himself. But today I realized it was opening of trapping season and since I haven't run a line in 5 years I figured why not. So I rounded up 20 1 1/2's and told the intern we had work to do!! He was excited to say the least.
So this is where the story gets somewhat funny. The intern asks a lot of questions.... A Lot, too many to even answer, so occasionally I respond with a head nod or a uh huh, or yup. And he will usually catch that I didnt hear the question...
Well I was tweaking a few traps, and getting things organized, and I believe it was question number 637, and I responded "yup" or "perfect." I dont remember the exact response but he was off to do whatever.. A few minutes went by and I needed someone to hand me something and the intern was nowhere to be found. I yelled his name with no response, and I heard yelling in the house.... Now, I was visiting my parents for the weekend at there house and it was the commotion coming fom my mother's kitchen that brought me into the house.....
I walked into the house to see smoke rolling in the kitchen as if someone was burning a pile of wet leaves and the worse smell you could imagine. A cross between a mink farm, rotten eggs, and burning hair with glass everywhere.. HORRIBLE.
Turns out the question the intern had asked me was...
"This is frozen, should I put it in the microwave?"
It was a giant bottle of Bud Hall's #1 Mink lure that he had found in my trap basket... Apparently it has a metal cap.. I am willing to bet every mink is ten square miles is heading to my parents house right now!!
They got this microwave for a wedding gift back when dirt was new, and a bottle of mink stank finally did it in.. As you can see the top blew up and the bottom and door blew up too, and all that brown stuff = straight up stank. which was also on the walls, the cupboards and the floor... I was prompted to take it out behind the garage immediately
I don't know if it is politically correct to show trapping pics but if people want to see some I can put them up tomorrow.
The Intern
So with having a little extra time on my hands, and the intern dying to get out, I have been bow hunting with him so my dad has some time to hunt for himself. But today I realized it was opening of trapping season and since I haven't run a line in 5 years I figured why not. So I rounded up 20 1 1/2's and told the intern we had work to do!! He was excited to say the least.
So this is where the story gets somewhat funny. The intern asks a lot of questions.... A Lot, too many to even answer, so occasionally I respond with a head nod or a uh huh, or yup. And he will usually catch that I didnt hear the question...
Well I was tweaking a few traps, and getting things organized, and I believe it was question number 637, and I responded "yup" or "perfect." I dont remember the exact response but he was off to do whatever.. A few minutes went by and I needed someone to hand me something and the intern was nowhere to be found. I yelled his name with no response, and I heard yelling in the house.... Now, I was visiting my parents for the weekend at there house and it was the commotion coming fom my mother's kitchen that brought me into the house.....
I walked into the house to see smoke rolling in the kitchen as if someone was burning a pile of wet leaves and the worse smell you could imagine. A cross between a mink farm, rotten eggs, and burning hair with glass everywhere.. HORRIBLE.
Turns out the question the intern had asked me was...
"This is frozen, should I put it in the microwave?"
It was a giant bottle of Bud Hall's #1 Mink lure that he had found in my trap basket... Apparently it has a metal cap.. I am willing to bet every mink is ten square miles is heading to my parents house right now!!
They got this microwave for a wedding gift back when dirt was new, and a bottle of mink stank finally did it in.. As you can see the top blew up and the bottom and door blew up too, and all that brown stuff = straight up stank. which was also on the walls, the cupboards and the floor... I was prompted to take it out behind the garage immediately
I don't know if it is politically correct to show trapping pics but if people want to see some I can put them up tomorrow.
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