Here I was (to make it sound like a knife mag) 20 miles from the nearest town. I stop to plink at some cow pies in a field (and take a leak). Suddenly, from out of nowhere....I see a shed deer antler.
The antler is on the OTHER side of the fence. The fence is barbed wire and recently tightened. There is a gate, but it is locked and very flimsy and would undoubtedly send me to my doom if I attempted a climbover. But I want that antler. In addition to the tight fence and the flimsy gate, my wife is saying that we better not ignore the "NO TRESPASSING" signs posted about every 18 inches along the fence.
I wheel about and discover a ...DEADFALL! TREE LIMBS. LONG tree limbs.
So..... I whip out my VICTORINOX ONE HANDED TREKKER and unfurl the saw. ZIP! I have a long limb. I turn to the fence armed with my newfound "trespass alleviator" and fish out the antler and put it proudly in my car and we proceed to dinner.
THE END
The antler is on the OTHER side of the fence. The fence is barbed wire and recently tightened. There is a gate, but it is locked and very flimsy and would undoubtedly send me to my doom if I attempted a climbover. But I want that antler. In addition to the tight fence and the flimsy gate, my wife is saying that we better not ignore the "NO TRESPASSING" signs posted about every 18 inches along the fence.
I wheel about and discover a ...DEADFALL! TREE LIMBS. LONG tree limbs.
So..... I whip out my VICTORINOX ONE HANDED TREKKER and unfurl the saw. ZIP! I have a long limb. I turn to the fence armed with my newfound "trespass alleviator" and fish out the antler and put it proudly in my car and we proceed to dinner.
THE END
