It was a friend of mine he set up on but I pretended it was me back when I was Nick M. It's still my favorite hunting story ever.
If you only knew the two guys....two of the biggest characters ever. One literally....he's like 6' 8" and 350lbs. The other guy is the most cracker ass scrawny little white dude you'd ever meet that says nigger like every other word....just a total annoying asshole. The type of guy that gets you super pissed off to the point you're ready to flip out and just when you start for some reason you start laughing....cry laughing....because the shit he's doing is so fukcing retarded you get pissed asking yourself, "Why!? Why is he is doing this shit? WTF. Why!?" and then you realize what's causing you to ask "Why?" is the reason "Why?"
The last time I saw him he randomly showed up at the cabin after we all were sleeping.....entire extended family...I was still married then....we were staying in the cabin next door, this was after my sister's wedding, must have had 35-40 people....a mix of infants to grandparents.....
He shows up and starts lighting off mortars at 3:30...might have been 4am. Somehow he had rigged them so they'd blow maybe 50' up.....they weren't even clearing the trees...there's people with babies in tents....my mom thought the windows were going to break the concussion blast off them were that "thudding."
Imagine that type of motherfukcer standing up out of the cattails next to your duck boat right before shooting time after you'd been sitting there for hours reading the newspaper?
Dudes were passed out in his skiff which I don't even know how the two of them were able to both sleep in it without dying. They were both just absolutely hammered.....drunk enough to the point you'd have to be to sleep in a duck skiff with another dude. Fowler wasn't kidding....they were sincerely lucky he stopped where he did. Without a whole lot of imagination he motors through that stand of cattails and they're done-zo.
Another of our buddies who used to be on here was set up a couple hundred yards away and said the shouting and yelling could he heard across the lake.
And that's exactly the type of prick that guy is....totally in the wrong, totally being the biggest jackass you could ever imagine, but then comes to and stands up and is just livid that h2ofwlr is three or four feet away......and is legitimately pissed at him.....never taking into account any of all the dumb fukced shit he did in order to wind up in such a bizarre position. Just pissed off like a rabid dog.
Part of me wishes it would've happened in the cell phone era because it would've for sure been recorded by several hundred people......but I'm glad it wasn't.....just makes it that much more legendary.
Sucks that