This is a the story that happened to my husband. I personally thought it was extremely funny. My macho bow and gun hunting tsar goes gun hunting one year; the year he bought his new and improved, ultimate deer-slaying scope. One morning very early, a nice 6 pointer comes strolling by the tree stand some extended yards away (somewhat startling the deer-slayer out a morning/post Bud slumber I am sure). Shoots, misses..

Well.. when he came home that weekend he was …