Been a long time ago, but I remember hunting with my Dad on a cold winter day. He told me to be very quiet and don’t move unless he did. We stopped off the trail and sat at a ground blind. I had to pee really bad. I turned around and after fumbling to get it outside my coveralls started to let her rip. My dad stood up and shoulder his shotgun… I turned around and was so excited that I didn’t realize that I was still pissing and soaking my Dad’s pants leg. He got a little 6 point and if he knew what I did, never said anything about it.
lol, cool story. my father was never into hunting, but i have a lot of great memories from fishing and camping trips with him.