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Originally Posted by G G
I live on the edge of the Osceola Forest in northeast Florida. We had two country stores in our community when I was growing up and they would take pictures of the deer that hunters killed and brought by and put them on a picture board. Way back then, cattle owners could pay the federal government money to lease free range space in the forest to have their cows out there. And you have probably already guessed that an idiot hunter that came to hunt from the city, shot and killed a fairly small cow and brought it up there the have his picture took with his spike buck he had killed.
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Been to those stores a few times.
Another story from the Osceola...
A buddy of mine was the federal LEO for the Forrest and got a strange call out one night. Turns out a guy was doing a little night hunting and didn't know they free ranged cows out there at that time. He's crouched down behind some palmettos shining his light out across a field and didn't know that one of those cows had slipped up behind him. Cow snorted on him, covering him in goo, and he took off through the woods like a banshee, screaming and high hurdling small trees. He ended up in the campground, hysterical and freaking out, sure that a gooney-goo-goo (nod to Eddie Murphy's Uncle Gus) or an space alien had tried to get him. I understand it took several hours to get him settled down enough to finally piece together what had happened. I also understand that Jimmy refused to transport the guy and called the county in the end, and it wasn't just the cow goo. Jimmy said he didn't realize the human colan could hold that much crap without exploding, which I guess is kinda what happened.
