Outdoor Hunts – Hunting Equipment & Gear

One day the band snapped on the return stroke and, like a whiplash, I was sent hurtling at a terrifying speed toward my ultimate doom. I thought I was a goner for sure.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of something. I reached out, and engulfed it in my arms. There I was, on the side of the road, hanging on for dear life. Thank God that mailbox was there.

Oh, I forget to mention. I did HORIZONTAL bungee jumping. What you think I'm nuts? You ain't gonna get me to jump from no freaking bridge.

My buddies and I ran back and forth on country roads attached to a large rubber band.

Man, that farmer was p^ssed when I creamed his mailox.