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Twas the Night Before....

Discussion in 'Indiana Whitetail Hunting' started by treehugger, Sep 29, 2006.

  1. Twas the night before Opening Day
    And all through the house
    You could hear the hunter's wife yelling
    Why do I have a spouse?
    He laid out his hunting clothes neatly and with care
    Where in the hell is my treestand? It was right over there
    A year to plan and it comes down to this?
    The night before Opening Day and not one tag bought yet
    The alarm was pre-set to go off at 4
    The Misses told him he'd have to sleep on the floor
    With his headlamp on he went through the check list one last time
    Backpack, binocs, bowhanger and twine
    Arrows, release, water, crackers and cheese
    And don't forget the litte bottle of pure doe pee
    Lay awake lay awake can't sleep a wink
    He hopes to see a bruiser, ain't shootin' no dink
    He dreams of the big bucks of Hoosier land
    Of which we know there are more
    Thanks to the real deer hunters that love OBR
    He drifted off and got some good sleep
    His wife heard the alarm and starts to weep
    Get up you deer hunter, get up, go now
    You've talked about it for at least a year
    I've had it, can't take it, get out of here
    With a wink of his eye and a slip on of the boot
    He was out of that house quick as a toot
    All over the land the scene was repeated
    It was finally time to climb, get ready, be seated
    With this I wish you good luck
    Go out there deer hunters and kill that big buck!!!

    Good Luck to all and to all a good night!!!!!

    Treehugger
     
  2. I'm starting to worry about all our states of mind. Maybe we could check into some group therapy.........on 2nd thought, doesn't seem to have helped Dew much;) .



    Yes Master DewM, I'll put down a brute for our team.


    Can anyone else hear those voices?
     

  3. awesome tree, it is already stuck in my mind and repeating over and over...along with the shot to be.
     
  4. nice, tree

    I've been watching hunting videos over and over in between getting everything ready. I think I have an obsession.
     
  5. Help Is Coming Boys Its Only A Day Away Yeeeeeeehaaaaaaa!!!!!!
     
  6. Two days for me....

    I don't hunt on Sundays. If I am meant to get a 240 buck, he will still be there Monday. ( unless dew is around, dad gum anti-sunday democrats)

    Good poem there Tree!
     
  7. randy that was poetic justice. simply bootyful.
     
  8. As opening day approaches I thought it appropriate to resurrect this poem from opening day for archery season....only the weapon of choice has changed.


     
  9. Got faith in ya Quail................:coolgleam


    The House is
    About
    To Rock!!!
    :evilsmile :evilsmile :evilsmile ​
     
  10. Randy, Could you please explain what a "real hunter" is again?
     
  11. As opening day approaches I thought it appropriate to resurrect this poem from opening day for archery season....only the weapon of choice has changed.


    Quote:
    Originally Posted by treehugger
    Twas the night before Opening Day
    And all through the house
    You could hear the hunter's wife yelling
    Why do I have a spouse?
    He laid out his hunting clothes neatly and with care
    Where in the hell is my treestand? It was right over there
    A year to plan and it comes down to this?
    The night before Opening Day and not one tag bought yet
    The alarm was pre-set to go off at 4
    The Misses told him he'd have to sleep on the floor
    With his headlamp on he went through the check list one last time
    Backpack, binocs, bowhanger and twine
    Arrows, release, water, crackers and cheese
    And don't forget the litte bottle of pure doe pee
    Lay awake lay awake can't sleep a wink
    He hopes to see a bruiser, ain't shootin' no dink
    He dreams of the big bucks of Hoosier land
    Of which we know there are more
    Thanks to the real deer hunters that love OBR
    He drifted off and got some good sleep
    His wife heard the alarm and starts to weep
    Get up you deer hunter, get up, go now
    You've talked about it for at least a year
    I've had it, can't take it, get out of here
    With a wink of his eye and a slip on of the boot
    He was out of that house quick as a toot
    All over the land the scene was repeated
    It was finally time to climb, get ready, be seated
    With this I wish you good luck
    Go out there deer hunters and kill that big buck!!!

    Good Luck to all and to all a good night!!!!!

    Treehugger
     
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