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I once frog gigged in a pond that had so many frogs in it we could barely row the boat because of their heads rubbing on the bottom of

I once frog gigged in a pond that had so many frogs in it we could barely row the boat because of their heads rubbing on the bottom of the boat.
One year during a particularly bad drought, I got a job floating the rivers, beating the piss out of bullfrogs to help raise the water level.
 
True stories my father told me his buddies claim same also. so i take as truthful.lol.

my dad carried his best friend deer hunting in a Chevelle dad had before I was born.back when every one didn't own a truck like now days.

Anyways his friend shoots a deer and they put it in the trunk but when they got home the deer took off running jumped up out the trunk BAD thing he had laid his rifle across the deer and sling was attached to it's antlers.

Deer went running off with his rifle attached to antlers...

Same guy dad carried again climbed up a tree fell asleep sitting on a limb ...he woke up with a big 8pt under him he took the semiauto 12 gauge and unloaded it onto the deer with buckshot ... Blasting it's antlers broke the rack all up .. killing the deer though.

Then he carried a family friend but he got to drunk night before so when they left out he was leaning up against car tire with a single shot 12 gauge.he was asleep I'm sure still drunk.
Well when they got back to the car he was still asleep with a giant deer of a lifetime beside him.he killed it pulled to car and fell back asleep.lol

Even when I was old enough to go my dad's friends was doing stupid stuff.got some stories...
 
That's like the guy that picked up a female hitchhiker. Drove for a while then he tried to put the moves on her. She said "don't touch me I'am fragile". Sure enough, he felt her crack. :oops:

Way back in the day, bunch of us were out eating at lunch time. There's ALWAYS someone that had DONE IT ALL. On guy constantly running his mouth as to how much he has done and it's ALWAYS better than anybody else.
Called him on it! Told him he HAD to be at least 200 years old because of all the things he had done and ALWAYS so much better than anybody else. He shut up and from that day on, no more B. S. from him. :D :)
Was the guys nickname Stan (Sh*t that an't nothing)?
 
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Or "stories of shooting prowess that are literally unbelievable"

So I'm sure everyone has heard stories of feats of marksmanship that make you want to beg, borrow, or steal every dime you can to make the wager that some shot can't be done. I've heard some ludicrous ones over the years, but think I now have a new favorite. I heard someone say they watched their Mom shoot bats (yeah the flying kind) with a .38 snub nose @ 600 yards.

What's your favorite extra-tall tale?
My dads buddy who was our gunsmith used to shoot Silhouette pistol
So lets say he was really good with his .44
Him and my dad used to shoot a lot, predator calling , squirrel shooting etc
1. One day his buddy decides to shoot a squirrel off hand at 100 yds or so
barely missed by a hair
Sent the squirrel running and my dad's buddy mumbles
"Oh you son OF A...."
Takes a second shot and nails it on the run
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I asked my dad once how good he really was with his Seville
He thought a minute and said "Well one time we were out calling and a goose was flighing past us
About 500 yds out
And his buddy takes his .44 and says "Lets see how close I can get to that goose"
Fires and the goose dropped out of the air.
Now whether it was really 500 yds or not ? could have been just an estimate
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Yet my dad wasn't the kind of guy to tell tall tales or BS as he had a good reputation around people.
And of course these are one of those types of feats where even if you tried 1000 more times probably coulnd't pull it off again no matter how hard you tried.
Just instinctive luck.
 
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Elr lvr goose story reminds me of a good one.
Me and close friend I still work together and all that.

Anyways we had been out hunting all morning. went back to his house and he says ducks are roosting every day at this time flying over my house. so we walk down the hill from house and like clock work here comes a duck .he shoots it with shotgun then catches it like a football!!!

Now his wife is country as a butter bean. she immediately started pulling the duck apart to cook for dinner..to funny
 
We had a new guy arrive at our off season camp where we hang out between hunting seasons. He was the brother to a regular. He quietly watched us shooting various guns and such. He finally said we were pretty good, but he could take his Buckmark 22 pistol at 50 yds and unscrew the lid off of a ketchup bottle. We called bullshit, but he insisted. We had some ketchup in the camphouse and I had a Buckmark in my truck. He looked ghostly when we brought them out. He said he had to have “his” pistol. A few weeks later he made the comment he could split a 3/32” welding rod lengthwise with a torch…………..
 
That’s what I was thinking…..spine ‘em from above.
We were out shooting one day and spotted a bunch of ground squirrels playing in the dirt maybe 200 yards away? Their play area was maybe 25 or 50 feet higher than where we were. Started lobbing 250 grain slugs out of my 44 Mag Super Blackhawk. Just adjusted the elevation a bit and started sending rounds. Don't think I hit any but they sure started running. :D

Had a "step father" that was of an AZZ!! Never did care for him and later found out he didn't treat me very well. Good thing I don't remember too much about him. ;) I vagally remember him telling the story of being out deer hunting, squatting behind a log with his pants down taking a dump and a 4 pointer jumped over him. couldn't get to his gun. (too bad!!) ;)
I remember he was big into bird hunting. Kept his take down double barreled shotgun out in the garage. Never messed with the gun but DID open up some of his shot shells and took the shot out. Don't remember what I did with it but if he used those shells, he may have wondered why he couldn't hit anything? :D:p

His "replacement" maybe 5 or 6 years later turned out to be a "father figure/life coach" for me. (married to my Mom for 45 years+)
A pasifist of sorts but I watched him carry 2ea. 5 gallon buckets of cement up 3 flights of stairs while doing a re tile shower job so he was no wimp.
Had a drinking problem in his younger years but NEVER took another drink in the 50+ years he was part of MY life.
Never had a problem waving his Bible in your face if he thought you needed it or, preaching to a crowd of 100+ on the campus at UC Berkeley.
One of the better people on this world. The only Grampa my kids ever knew. Fondly remember and greatly missed. :):):)
 
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Yep, got one of those in the family, sort of. Showed me a picture of a coyote that he killed, 74#. Geez, that matches the current record I believe. A couple of years later, it's gained 2# and is now 76#.

The 'embellishment' bothers me to no end, but what's worse is that he thinks we should all believe whatever. Another great story about his $12K AR, but that needs to wait. This stirred me up enough.....
 
Elr lvr goose story reminds me of a good one.
Me and close friend I still work together and all that.

Anyways we had been out hunting all morning. went back to his house and he says ducks are roosting every day at this time flying over my house. so we walk down the hill from house and like clock work here comes a duck .he shoots it with shotgun then catches it like a football!!!

Now his wife is country as a butter bean. she immediately started pulling the duck apart to cook for dinner..to funny
OMG! I have read every post, There has been many very funny ones, This one had me rolling on the floor, It was so funny and almost believable! It was the Football part that got me! Hahaha!
 
Worked with a guy we had named Blowbag. So Blowbag was absent on another Friday. We asked him the following Monday where he was on Friday. Says “Cousin was in a bad house fire Thursday night and was flown down to the John S. Dunn Burn Center in Texas. I drove all day Friday to get down there and when I got to see him on Saturday morning he was STILL SMOLDERING.”
 
One very good friend of mine told me the other day that he shot a running coyote in the heart at 790 yards with a 204. I said how did you know how far he was, he said he just knew. He just can’t tell the truth.
Have you ever noticed that most of the feats that were bragged about, were all about 700 yards.

I ask them so where did you hold? They ALWAYS say, just over his back.

I then whip out the Iphone ballistics app, and attempt to prove to them it better be about ten feet over that, at 700 yards, and missing the range estimate by much, means a for sure miss.

Don't screw with tactical shooters, who can probably estimate range by eye, better than you with a laser. And don't lie either.... I hate that.
 

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