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The No-Shame Thread

In line with @kyler1945's cathartic griping thread, this here is place to confess your sins and darkest desires.

I'll start...

I've always wanted to use a butt-out tool. I'm not sure what Freud would say about that, but golly gee I wanna see what I'm missing out on. You know they have a version 2? It's been around for years and they've IMPROVED it. Could it be? Might it be? A game changer?

I also miss my hand climber sometimes.

I don't really care for bourbon. Rye whiskey is ok. Vodka is delicious.

I'm unsettled by possums. @denots, there, I said it.

I've rocked a man-bun before. And I liked it.

I don't always just drink domestic lite beer. Sometimes I like a nice, hoppy, slightly prissy and hipsterish IPA.

My wife knows more about cars than me.

I think tenderloins and filet mignon are both practically tasteless and mushy, and highly overrated.
The butt out is awesome(when used properly)
 
Hmmm. just occurred to me, but here goes some honesty...I love saddle hunting, and hella enjoy using different methods (i.e. buckleless method for stick attaching), however, doing any of the DIY stuff myself scares the hell out of me. I love my ESS, and would love to have an Oplux or Amsteel bridge, but I am way to scared to TIY (try it yourself)

First saddle hunt I only climbed maybe 8 ft. Sticks were literally damn near touching. Man I hope nobody saw me in the woods that day, would have been kinda hard to explain why my butt was eye level with deer.

I sell things without a plan and then make it up as I go along. Hence how I ended up with a TX5 that fits like a depends on a newborn.
 
1. Went on my first hunt out west last year. Nobody warned me that farts are less trustworthy at 11000 feet. Those boxers are still buried on top a mountain in Colorado.
2. At this very moment my 3 year old daughter has me wearing a pink flower headband.
3. I think all kids turn into a-holes eventually and I can't stand the thought of knowing my daughter will become one someday.
4. If you dont sit down to pee you don't drink enough.
5. I dread drinking too much because I don't like hangovers and I'm also scared someone will catch me sitting down to pee.
 
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1. Went on my first hunt out west last year. Nobody warned me that farts are less trustworthy at 11000 feet. Those boxers are still on top a mountain in Colorado.
2. At this very moment my 3 year old daughter has me wearing a pink flower headband.
3. I think all kids turn into a-holes eventually and I can't stand the thought of knowing my daughter will become one someday.
4. If you dont sit down to pee you don't drink enough.
5. I dread drinking too much because I don't like hangovers and I'm also scared someone will catch me sitting down to pee.
This is quality. Only 26 posts on the site and this is a gem.. . Welcome, look forward to reading more from you! Cheers!
 
I've hunted 6 sits this season and never touched my hunting boots ... I hunt in crocs ...

I did find that when u accidentally fill ur croc with blood flipping over a half quartered deer it worth it to stop and go to the creek and wash it out....they get slippery when bloody
 
I've hunted 6 sits this season and never touched my hunting boots ... I hunt in crocs ...

You obviously live down south. Lol. I’m jealous. My grandsons the picture. He’s almost a year and a half old. Raising them right. They sent me a picture first because they knew how excited I’d be.
 

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I am obsessed with climbing methods and gear. I probably have enough gear to get up 100 trees.

I would trade our 3200 square foot house in a gated golf course community to live in a trailer on 10 acres that I could hunt. Unfortunately, the wife does not share that opinion.

I don’t mind pooping in the woods. I have my technique down to a science.

I would rather morning hunt once than evening hunt three times.

I would rather turkey hunt once than deer hunt five times.

I once missed a 6 point from the ground at about 7 yards. With a muzzleloader. Seated with a decent rest.

I miss getting the bejeezus scared out of me by flushing a covey of quail while walking in the dark. 30 years ago it happened almost every hunt. Never happens anymore.


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In line with @kyler1945's cathartic griping thread, this here is place to confess your sins and darkest desires.

I'll start...

I've always wanted to use a butt-out tool. I'm not sure what Freud would say about that, but golly gee I wanna see what I'm missing out on. You know they have a version 2? It's been around for years and they've IMPROVED it. Could it be? Might it be? A game changer?


I'm sure it will be very painful, but to each their own.
 
I am obsessed with climbing methods and gear. I probably have enough gear to get up 100 trees.

I would trade our 3200 square foot house in a gated golf course community to live in a trailer on 10 acres that I could hunt. Unfortunately, the wife does not share that opinion.

I don’t mind pooping in the woods. I have my technique down to a science.

I would rather morning hunt once than evening hunt three times.

I would rather turkey hunt once than deer hunt five times.

I once missed a 6 point from the ground at about 7 yards. With a muzzleloader. Seated with a decent rest.

I miss getting the bejeezus scared out of me by flushing a covey of quail while walking in the dark. 30 years ago it happened almost every hunt. Never happens anymore.


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When we were house shopping my wife would ask how I liked this house or that house. I told her it didn’t matter as long as she liked it. She got fed up and I had to explain that I wanted a 10k house on 200k of land and she wanted a 200k house on 10k worth of land. At the end of the day only one of us would be happy.
 
When we were house shopping my wife would ask how I liked this house or that house. I told her it didn’t matter as long as she liked it. She got fed up and I had to explain that I wanted a 10k house on 200k of land and she wanted a 200k house on 10k worth of land. At the end of the day only one of us would be happy.


This is entirely too accurate.
 
When we were house shopping my wife would ask how I liked this house or that house. I told her it didn’t matter as long as she liked it. She got fed up and I had to explain that I wanted a 10k house on 200k of land and she wanted a 200k house on 10k worth of land. At the end of the day only one of us would be happy.
HaHA! That's funny. My wife and I bought a 100k house on a 100k piece of land. I have deer come out on my lawn. We are both very happy here.
 
HaHA! That's funny. My wife and I bought a 100k house on a 100k piece of land. I have deer come out on my lawn. We are both very happy here.

Oh, my situation is even worse than I made it sound. I have deer and turkey in my yard. Every. Single. Day. I just can’t shoot them. The whole gated golf course thing. Surprisingly, most people who buy houses in this neighborhood think the animals are cute, cuddly pets- not dinner.
These are all in my yard. Taunting me.
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Let’s get this back on track for the true spirit of no shame.

I use my wife’s deodorant, but only when she buys the fresh lilac scent. I truly enjoy the scent of lilac. I just cannot leave any manpithair evidence, otherwise she gets mad. Very mad.

My wife has a bigger collection of power tools, and tools in general, than me. She grew up on a working farm and has more mechanical aptitude than I ever will.

I feel much better now.
 
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