Down on the Farm
Have you ever been chased from a field by a shotgun-wielding maniac? Ever removed city arseholes from your field whilst innocently carrying a shotgun? Tell us your farm stories.
( , Thu 24 May 2012, 13:19)
Have you ever been chased from a field by a shotgun-wielding maniac? Ever removed city arseholes from your field whilst innocently carrying a shotgun? Tell us your farm stories.
( , Thu 24 May 2012, 13:19)
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Doggy trauma!
On a large country estate I frequented when I was younger they used to hold regular shoots, and anyone could pay to attend. Which meant you got all sorts of muppets, 90% of which you'd never let near a gun if it was up to you. So one day, a line of guns was waiting for the beaters to drive the birds to them. Now, shooting etiquette dictates that once a bird passes over your head you are not allowed to turn and shoot it, it's just bad sport....yeah, yeah I know, guns, birds....it's all bad sport.
Anyway birds fly and one muppet turns and shoots a high pheasant after it has passed over him. Said bird then goes into a death dive and plummets hitting the windscreen of the head keepers landrover so hard that it smashes through. Head keeper opens the door of his landrover to find it looking like a charnel house, the bird had basically split and emptied itself over the interior of the landrover as a final "fuck you". Also in the landrover is the keepers spaniel that is now cowering under the dash covered in bits of bird. After some choice swearing he coaxes his spaniel from the landrover and asks another keeper if he'll take his dog home. The other keeper opens the door of his landrover and makes to wave the dog in, dog pauses takes one look in the door and goes around and hops in the back!
The other funny thing about this story was watching the guy from the landrover dealership come to collect it after it had been sat in the sun for a couple of days. He got out and threw up twice before he finally drove it away.
( , Fri 25 May 2012, 11:23, Reply)
On a large country estate I frequented when I was younger they used to hold regular shoots, and anyone could pay to attend. Which meant you got all sorts of muppets, 90% of which you'd never let near a gun if it was up to you. So one day, a line of guns was waiting for the beaters to drive the birds to them. Now, shooting etiquette dictates that once a bird passes over your head you are not allowed to turn and shoot it, it's just bad sport....yeah, yeah I know, guns, birds....it's all bad sport.
Anyway birds fly and one muppet turns and shoots a high pheasant after it has passed over him. Said bird then goes into a death dive and plummets hitting the windscreen of the head keepers landrover so hard that it smashes through. Head keeper opens the door of his landrover to find it looking like a charnel house, the bird had basically split and emptied itself over the interior of the landrover as a final "fuck you". Also in the landrover is the keepers spaniel that is now cowering under the dash covered in bits of bird. After some choice swearing he coaxes his spaniel from the landrover and asks another keeper if he'll take his dog home. The other keeper opens the door of his landrover and makes to wave the dog in, dog pauses takes one look in the door and goes around and hops in the back!
The other funny thing about this story was watching the guy from the landrover dealership come to collect it after it had been sat in the sun for a couple of days. He got out and threw up twice before he finally drove it away.
( , Fri 25 May 2012, 11:23, Reply)
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