smokemaker
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A few deer seasons ago I was sitting on my bucket, up against a giant oak tree, and who comes meandering along but a big skunk. It was close to dark, and I've seen racoons out at this time of evening before, so I figured I'd just sit still and let him wander by. He stopped to sniff my boots, which scared the crap outta me, but he never seemed to get ancy or nervous. Aftere a few seconds, the polecat wandered off, and about ten minutes later, my motorola squacked to life, full of obscenity from the other end. It was my buddy Craig, who was sitting on the other side of this cut we were in, maybe 25 yards away, facing the opposing cornfield from the one I was sitting on. He jumped out of the tree he was sitting in, and scared the skunk just enough to catch a blast, full on. 
Craig rode in the back of the pickup that night, and I didn't care how cold it was.
Craig rode in the back of the pickup that night, and I didn't care how cold it was.