Whacking 'em and stacking 'em in New Orleans...with my friend Matt the Cat.

My new dog's first bird.

It is hotter than two minks mating in a wool sock...and all I can think about is ducks. Viewer discretion is advised.

VEGAN...old Indian word meaning "bad hunter".

Goose hunting in Louisiana...they were delicious!

It is the closing of duck season. It is 35 degrees and sleeting sideways...guess where I am?

One Hour Before Sunrise...Pitch Dark...No pictures...but listen...I had 1500 ducks 150 yards away from me yesterday.

Ten minutes before legal shooting time they all started to fly off. It was an awesome sight.

They were delicious.

It is the opening of duck season! Buddy Hackett and Ducks!

Brent Andrews goes hunting: Part II

It's the opening day of deer season in NC! Watch my friend Brent Andrews in action.

The boys.

Here I am in New Orleans duck hunting with my nephew Ricky, my brother Rick and our friend Justin Galatoire Frey. I don't know that I have ever been happier.

Duck Hunting with Mikka

With my good friend Brent Andrews.

Duck hunting in New Orleans

Hunting fun....

Frank's Hunting Trip

Frank was excited about his new rifle and decided to try bear hunting. He traveled up to Alaska, spotted a small brown bear and shot it.

Soon after there was a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see a big black bear.

The black bear said,

That was a very bad mistake. That was my cousin. I'm going to give you two choices.

Either I maul you to death or we have sex.. After considering briefly, Frank decided to accept the latter alternative.

So the black bear had his way with Frank. Even though he felt sore for two weeks, Frank soon recovered and vowed revenge.

He headed out on another trip to Alaska where he found the black bear and shot it dead..

Right after, there was another tap on his shoulder.

This time a huge grizzly bear stood right next to him.

The grizzly said, 'That was a big mistake, Frank. That was my cousin and you've got two choices: either I maul you to death or we have rough sex. '

Again, Frank thought it was better to cooperate with the grizzly bear than be mauled to death. So the grizzly had his way with Frank.

Although he survived, it took several months before Frank fully recovered.

Now Frank was completely outraged, so he headed back to Alaska and managed to track down the grizzly bear and shot it.


He felt sweet revenge, but then, moments later, there was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to find a giant polar bear standing there.

The polar bear looked at him and said,

'Admit it Frank, you don't come up here for the hunting, do you?'

SMILE

Title I:Look out Ducks...I'm getting one of these! or Title II: Joe Jihadi gonna get his butt peppered soon!

Hey all you bow hunters out there...you ain't diddly.

Duck season is upon us. Let's have some fun!

From ECU Economics Alumni Hall of Fame Member Keegan Lynn.

Duck season is upon us. Watch this guy...