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Jun 19, 2012
7:43:36pm
It's not poaching.
It's more like this:

Brigham decides to go on the deer hunt. He gets a gun, ammo, hiking boots, orange vest and a floppy eared orange hat. He gets online and finds out where the best locations are to find deer. He picks a general area and then goes around to local gas stations and outfitters in that area and asks around about where the deer have been recently. All the while in his rear view mirror he sees this red truck driven by a black haired man without a shirt.

After conversing with some locals at the outfitter he walks outside and sees the shiny red truck parked right behind his blue one. In passing he comments to the shirtless dark haired man, "Nice truck.".
"Thanks, my boss gave it to me after 6 other guys didn't want it."

Brigham thought the guy looked familiar but he brushed the thought aside and focused on getting that prized buck. He pulls up to a good spot and after hiking for about 2 hours decides to set up a tree stand. He hears something behind him and turns to see the shirtless dark haired man building a tree stand overlooking the same meadow Brigham was in. This is the first time Brigham has seen the entirety of his little stalker and is a little surprised to see this guy not only is shirtless but he's only equipped with a small loin cloth and an quiver full of arrows with a little bow leaned against the tree.

"What's your name?" Brigham asked.

"I'm Small As Anthill." was the response.

"I'm Brigham."

"I know."

After a few hours of sitting in his tree stand Brigham noticed a few things about Small As Anthill. First off he didn't scan the surroundings as Brigham did, Small As Mountain only watched Brigham. He kept track of Brighams every move.

Finally what Brigham was looking for came moseying into view. Brigham grabbed his gun and slowly brought it to his shoulder. He glanced at Small As Anthill and noticed that he too was slowly raising his weapon. Brigham waited to see what his rival was going to do but, though he had his arrow pointed right at the buck, Small As Mountain continued to stare at Brigham.

Brigham pulled the trigger, hit! Then he heard the wiz of an arrow flying through the air and saw as the arrow landed into the deer.

Small As Anthill then scrambled down the tree and claimed the buck.

"What are you doing?!" screamed Brigham.

"Hey, all is fair in deer hunting." was the only response.

***see, it's more like that.
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