When i was hunting in pine island i had a guy i worked with beg me to take him hunting so i invited him. Well the night before the hunt i told him to meet me at my house for 4:30. He calls me and says he has a flat i tell him cool i'll wait. This sob shows up at my house with alcohol all on his breathe at 5:45 which i can't beleive i waited that long, but i gave him the benefit of the doubt. I cuss him lower than a dog, i tell him to get back in his truck and sleep it off in my yard. Get to pine island, and while getting everything set up the specks are flying like crazy. By the time i get in the blind and loaded they turned the switch off and it was like a ghost town. I was so pissed i left and told myself if was still there i was gonna wake him up and kick him right in his balls. Needless to say he was never invited back.
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