Years back, I decided that I wanted to go turkey hunting. In order to do that I figured that I would need a turkey call so I bought one from a local sportsman shop and headed on home. When I got home I discovered that the Dainty Darling Dove was taking an afternoon nap. I sat down in the middle of the living room floor and began practicing with my turkey call. It didn't take too long before I found that the call worked just fine an soon and the DDD was coming down the stairs to see what I was up to. Well, the bewildered look on her face nearly caused me to bust a gut with laugher which led to be getting an instant education. That day I learned that turkey calls hurt just as much being pulled out of the butt as they do when they're being shoved up the butt. LOL
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