Angus Cattle Shower
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Well, I had to run 40 laps in th gym... endurance testing. Ive had the flu for the last week and a half, but I cowboyed up and went to school.... and came home and went to bed... no hunting, no fun. So I was past my 20th lap, I had to run to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I came out and said what happened and the gym teacher goes, "Blah blah blha, instead of sitting on your lazy arse (not the word he used) you should go outside... you know, theres more to life than computers and TV!!" So I said, in a kind voice, "Sir, I had the flu for the last week and a half. I havent gone hunting mby MY choice since saturday... and I only sat in a blind for an hour and got a ride home. He said, "So thats all you do, sit on the groynd and shoot, get a ride home, watch tv and pig out? " So I said, , "nope, I go home feed cattleclean house, do my homework, walk out to my blinds, which are from 2 1/2-3 miles from the yard, come home, do some more homework and help Dad out. When I hunt, I sit from 1 hour after dark to 1 hour before dark, and walk around to try and get a shot at a bedded deer. If I shot something I have to backpack it out cause a)There's no cell reception, and B)I want to do it like my forefathers." Well, he got madder and madder, complaning that Im lying, and he phoned dad, who told him the exact same thing as I did, but dad added in that I tame 1250 lb beasts (as dad calls them) to walk with me on a lil rope, then he hung up. This guy is really making my life he**. I get along with the other teachers, cause I dont goof off in class, cause the deal was good grades = hunting, bad grades = no hunting. Ive tried every possible thing with this guy, but nothing works!!! What do I do?