turkeyriver
PMA Member
This tale starts during 2nd season this spring. Bonker was up to the Stabbin Cabin for our annual hunt. The "facilities" consist of a 5 gallon pail with the bottom cut out over a hole dug up the hill behind the cabin, well hidden in the cedars for privacy. I even have one of those toilet seats snapped on the pail for comfort. Well, the hole had partially caved in since I had checked it, making the pail tilt a bit and making capacity an issue as well. Bonker proceeded to fill the remaining space with chocolate donut and spagettio remains. Of course, he complained and whined the whole time about the throne being sub par, but he didn't offer to dig a new hole. I dug a new hole after season and reset the pail so all was well. Fast forward to 4th season. I was planting corn and couldn't hunt but Bonks came up and gave it his best shot(he didn't get a bird). I came up for a beer Sat. night and asked how he liked the new throne."Great" was his reply and I forgot about the whole business. This morning I walked up behind the cabin for my first hunt of the 4th season and looking through the cedars saw some wildly colored flowers!
My first thought was that Bonker had dispatched a mushroom hunter, or more likely, dedgeez; since he's always threatening to crash our hunts and show us how it's done, and had stuufed the body down the hole. At least he had been decent enough to put some nice flowers out for the poor guy. As I lifted the lid to see who the poor soul was, this image scarred my brain for life