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I already know the laughter is starting just off the name of the story.

 
It happened when I was around 12 or 13, in a little town in the middle of no where about and hour and a half NW of Fort Worth. Great land to hunt on, peaceful people, and plenty of animals. It was a cold December day, and had the opportunity to skip school, I know I know, thats probably why I'm in the army now, lol. My mother's boyfriend and I, and two of his work buddies had decided that we were going to start the morning off early chasing the tail, and finish it off calling up old tom in a great spot we had found over a few months of walking the 600 acres. Well we had just decided that we were going to move to our turkey location for the lack of spotting any dear. Mind you the 600 acres is split damn near in half with a creek, about 40 feet wide, 30 feet deep, and the water about 15 feet wide and about 2 or 3 feet deep at this time. We had decided to walk the creek to a crossover point, with those three walking up on the cliff, and me walking down the creek. I just got a brand new pair of Doc Martens boots, and my mom had warned me not to mess them up, for they were pretty expensive. I was walking with my Savage 7mm Mag in my hands, and my Moss 835 slung across my back. I look in front of me and there was a glass smooth portion of mud that happened to be about 4 or 5 feet across, coming out of the woods down into the creek, and decided that I was going to walk across it. I stepped out on it carefully, and only sunk maybe two inches. I thought to myself, this isn't bad and took the next step and sunk myself up to my armpits in damn near freezing Texas mud. My Savage survived, because I was holding it above my head, but the Moss took mud all the way to the ejection port. I stood there waiting for a few seconds trying to figure out what had happened. I figured at this point it wasn't worth hunting anymore and tried calling for my hunting buddies, who had already gone a little too far. I had a mallard call that I wore around my neck out hunting, in case something happened, I'd use it to let my moms bf know whether I had spotted something, or was in trouble when we weren't together, and this time being in trouble. I put the muddy thing in my mouth because I'm almost in tears at this point, lol, and start calling away. After about 5 minutes (which seemed like eternity) they showed up, and almost fell off the cliff from laughing so hard at my disposition. I ended up having to give my rifle and shotgun off to one of the guys that walked to the edge of the mud, and get pulled out by the truck and a rope. Needless to say, I ruined a brand new pair of boots, got yelled at by my mom, and spend damn near 4 hours cleaning my shotgun before taking it to the smith to get checked out. Every time I was around those clowns from the hunt, my name went from Michael to Mud Duck, just about as fast as I sank that day...


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Sorry you had to experience it, but that is a great story.
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The only reason any of us would laugh is because we're commiserating with you.  ole mud ducky!
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LOL, good story. Good thing it wasn't a huge pile of feces. I had that experience many moons ago while pledging a frat. 
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Where was the frat? In India?
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Upstate NY. I was young, dumb and ... Our "assignment" was to roll an olive (with only our nose, no hands) over and across this huge pile of cow manure from a spilled honey wagon. Pretty gross (looking back) but, as I recall, I was fueled with 181 Rum. 
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Well, wasn't that just "Ducky"!   Roll on Floor Laughing


Sorry Bro, I just couldn't resist!!!
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