re: 10-6-12 IST

Shitting in the woods is a must.

Once upon a time, my bowels struck a chord and immediate shitting occurred while I was bowhunting. I didn't get 40 yards from my stand and shucked my trousers, grabbed a sapling and commenced to shitting. The sapling wouldn't support my live load and I fell over directly on top of my own pile of shite. It was the damnest mess I'd been in, ever. I had to walk back to the camp with shite literally all over me, caked in mud and mosquitoes. My 2 shirts were used for a futile attempt of cleaning myself in the woods and my hunting trousers were buried under a log not too far from the uprooted sapling. I looked like I'd been through hell when I returned to the camp carrying a bow, wearing hunting boots and boxers.