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Finally got my pants on.

Funny story. My two oldest nephews are 10 months apart, and when they were 3 and 4 the ability to pee on one of the trees in our backyard was astounding to them, and became habit when they were over, weather permitting. Yeah, grandpa taught them that. So one day we are out in the yard and Emmett, 3 or 4, goes over to their favorite tree, drops his pants, and squats. I yell at him from across the yard, what the hell are you doing as I race across the yard. Pooping Uncle B! Luckily, I was able to prevent it from actually happening. Not cleaning THAT up. Hard to believe that was nearly 5 years ago, maybe 6.
 
Now that cracked me up. I was trying to picture you showing up to the pre dawn duck boat with some fancy quilted tote bag holder of coffee. Yes, thermos or travel mug. All in good jest brother. Welcome in my blind anytime.

I’m a fan of humour, even if we Canucks spell it with two “U’s”. Haha. Glad I could get a laugh outta ya. Mission accomplished.

Right back at ya. If you are in my area during duck season, hit me up. 👍🏼
 
So would this be a sniped snipe, sniping a sniper or an unsniping?😁

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