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My cousin is a six foot three inch cop. About 350 lbs. He was riding ahead of us on his ATV, showing us a trail near the moose camp. We came down to a spot where we had to cross a beaver meadow, and were about half way across. He stood up on the machine, and looked back over his shoulder, to see if we were keeping up. Right then his front end dropped into a beaver channel, hidden by the grass. The big guy did a perfect flip right over the handle bars, and landed sitting upright with a big slash, on his ass in the swamp. :)
Watcha laugh'in for? I coulda hurt meself... (Guess you had to be there)
As his pants dried, it looked more and more like he's Pi$$ed himself.
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Last summer, he decided we needed a shower at the camp, so, he built a tower and mouted a big plastic barrel on it, where it could be filled by rain water, off the roof.
Come moose camp, he was determined to use that thing, and even though it snowed, he did. (The shower is outside) That was fine, until his big flabby form came running through the door stark naked to get close to the stove.
:eek: I wish I could lose that picture from my head
 

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Man if one hunts long enough we all get those kinds of pictures seared into our brains. Mine is of my uncle laid out stone cold by a 13 lb Canada goose that I had shot. Caught him in the back of the head from what must have been low orbit. Was one of those shots that a 10 year old will take. Happened to get lucky. :wink: :lol:
 

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We shot a bear one year at deer camp, while one of the guys had gone home for a day.
This particular gentleman had a tendancy to come into camp about three parts lit.
We thought we could maybe throw a little scare into him, (scared straight?) so we put the bear in the outhouse, propped up neatly with jaws open. :)
He came roaring into camp about 2 am, goes straight to the shitter, and...
Comes into the camp yelling, "you Ba$tards owe me a lot of drinks for that stunt. You bunch of Pr*cks could have given me a heart attack, I need a drink."
Sadly, we had to ask him to leave a few years later, as his drinking progressed to alchoholizm, he never would admit he had a problem, he took a heart attack, and died about five years ago.
The guys at camp were his pall bearers, he was a good lad before the bottle took him. :(
 

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John Y:

In our camp, our stove has a water jacket connected to an old hot water tank, so we have plenty of hot water as long as the guys remember to keep filling the tank.

When they first brought a shower into camp, it was mounted against a balsam tree a little way from camp. The guys mix hot and cold water together for warm showers.

Butch and Russ were partnered paramedics, and were always trying to "one-up" each other in the practical joke department.

That first year of the shower, we had a lot of snow in second week, so one windy night when Russ was in the shower, Butch took the broom outside and whacked one of the branches of the balsam sending a shower of snow down on Russ. Butch came back inside and told us all about it. When Russ came in he didn't say a word for a while which led us all to wonder. Later over a beer, Russ said how hard the wind was blowing, and that one big gust of wind send a ton of snow down on him. We all broke up, but Russ thought it was because of his story and not because of what really happened.

No one said anything for the rest of the hunt, but on the way back to Windsor the guys he drove with finally broke down and let him in on it.

The next fall, we had started to build a shower room next to the back door, but the hunt started before we got a roof on it. We didn't have any snow that year, but wanting to get even, Russ left a short ladder against the outside of the shower, and filled a bucket with cold creek water. When Butch was in the shower, he went outside, climbed the ladder and dumped the cold water on Butch. He came back into the cabin laughing and telling us in detail about what happened.

Just then, the door burst open, and there stood Butch - buck naked - with water and soap dripping from him. He began to walk toward Russ with a big sly smile on his face, and we were wondering what he had planned. When he reached Russ' bunk, he climbed the ladder, and dried himself off in Russ' sleeping bag. Russ had a wet sleeping bag for the rest of the week.

Score: Two for Butch. :twisted:
 
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