i was over in Mesa yesterday evening along an irrigation canal across from some trees, hunting dove, when all of the sudden i had the urge to pee, so naturally i stand up, walk up to the edge of the canal (with my shotgun of course) unzip my pants and start doing my thing, when i heard my hunting partner 20 or so yards away start shooting, I wheel around thinking he was just messing with me, nope he missed once and then injured a dove that came from behind, i then turn on it missing my first shot, and nailing it on the second, i then proceed to put my ... back in my boxers and zip my pants back up. i turned around and yelled, "I JUST SHOT THAT BIRD WITH MY WEINER HANGING OUT!" oh man, thats gonna be a hunting trip that i will never forget!
