roscoff
Monday 28th January 2008 4:43am [Edited]
Llangattock, Crickhowell
7,985 posts
My fav stag incident happened before the festivities got under way.
My mate Glyn picked me up from my place to go to his parents house deep in the Welsh countryside [Tredunnock for Welshies on here]. Now Glyn was always a bit of a hunter and when we arrived it was no surprise to see a dead rabbit on the draining board. However Glyn stopped instantly and uttered those immortal words 'Oh f**k!' Going through to the living room Glyn asked the lads who had shot the rabbit. Dave said he did.
'It was at the bottom of the garden by the trees. I sneaked up on it commando crawl like and blew it's f**king head off. You said we could use your gun if we wanted'
Glyn, looking not best pleased.'Well that's great. If you'd walked up to it with a piece of lettuce it would have sat in your lap. It's next doors f**king pet rabbit!'
I very nearly pissed myself.