you would have to know the guys I hunt and shoot with... but it's take no prisoners!

Buddy #1: "How did you train that dog to pick up everybody else's birds?"
Buddy #2: "That's the only way he can get a limit!"

"bang, bang, crap"

Buddy #1: "good thing you're not depending on this to survive!"
Buddy #3: "yeah, well I could be throwing rocks and still have more birds than you"

"you better ground check that shotgun... looks like somethings wrong with it"

Buddy #2: "Dang, you drilled that one a long way out"
Buddy #3: "that's what your wife said last night"

"are you hunting limbs over there?"

Just about every dove hunt with my dad, while waiting for the birds to start flying; you can always bet on the same question being yelled out across the pasture...

"Where are all the White Women at?!"

After the shot and the bird is still flying " Look at all those damn feathers" Really?

another good one from last weekend...

"Man those birds where flying fast..."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure all I was doing was contributing to their hearing loss."

"Pair of singles"

least amount of birds gets first rounds at the bar, so you might as well leave your gun in the truck.

how bout this one ive heard

"BIRD!!!" BOOM!!! "IM HIT!! MAN DOWN!!"

Happened a few years ago. the next year we had to make Tshirts with that on it for our annual dove hunt.

Boom Boom Boom , Really ???

How did I miss that!!! You saw what I did!!!

Don't move! Here comes one " while hunkering down"

This gun Sucks!!!

After shooting a double "Hey...did you mark my first bird?"

"Behind you!!!"...."no, the other side"

"I was going to shoot that one!!!"

"I didn't get any birds, but think I hit 5 or 6"

Being at the end of a line after 14 shots have been taken at the same bird that hasn't changed pace or elevation "ninja bird heading to ya!!!"

How much did we pay for this?

Sorry Zeva I mist again and again and again
No do not go home

Great thread.
I am going to have to remember some of these to patronize my hunting buddies.

Damn things think they are jets!

This is what I was saying to my nephew.... Shoot him! bang, Hit him! bang Kill him! Bang Nice try kid! Or if he did hit one, Well I'll be danged, you got one. I bet he was cussing me.

"Bird! Shoot him, shoot him, shoot him! Wait, that's a pigeon!"

"#*% @$!* that's the third one I lost today!"

Should have been here opening day.

"Where'd he go?"
"Where'd who go?"

Dude you suck!

"They're too fast"

"I killed that one"

"Hey the game wardens coming..."

"I think I went over the limit"

"Dude you're too close to me"

"Behind you"

"I'm out of ammo"

"Hey you're bb's keep hitting my truck"

"Did you find it?" .... "Nope"

"Where'd that one come from?"

I'm waiting for the 6:00 o'clock flight.

After seeing my friend do a lotta' shootin' and not leaving his stool to make any retrieves I hollered "How's it goin' over there ?" His reply --- "These son of a bitches have been a'flyin' ever since Noah let'm off the Ark and they still cain't fly straight !!!!" TRUE STORY!

Time to start counting birds.