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    Traditions makes "muzzle loader rain gear" that fit nicely over the end of the barrel and have never given me any issues.

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    Use a condom and pretend you're in Vietnam.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Terrible_E View Post
    Use a condom and pretend you're in Vietnam.
    Years ago I used to hunt with some guys in the WMU 80 controlled hunt down by a place called Alma. The forecast for the hunt week was miserable - solid rain. The one guy had a bunch of those tiny rubber finger cotts that look like micro penis condoms and I used one on the first day to keep my Omega dry. That night I stopped in at Shoppers Drug and bought a pack of Durex Silk condoms, and to be a smartass I bought the biggest ones they had. These rigs would be used by a freak of nature, aka, the poor kid who couldn't play sports with the other boys back in grade nine. Unrolled, they were an honest 11 inches long and as big around as a piece of kolbassa. I used the little finger cott in the morning, then rolled one of the big boys onto the barrel for the evening sit. My buddies did a double take when they saw the rubber and just shook their heads and called me an idiot. We were hunting a private farm and the three of us walked up the driveway from our parked trucks and as we rounded the garage on the landowner's house, we ran into the farmer's wife and her daughter. I'd put the daughter at maybe 17 or 18 We stopped to chat and be social, and the old girl asked us if we'd seen anything yet. As the mother was talking we saw the daughter look at the rubber on my barrel, and her eyes went the size of a dinner plate, and she blurted out "oh ...my...god!!" It was a look of terror. The mother and the daughter then both stared at the rubber on my barrel, then I swear to god they both wrenched their necks and immediately fixated on my crotch. It took everything I had to not lose it laughing. I thought I was going to pass out. We said goodbye and barely made it twenty yards into the bush before we collapsed crying. My one buddy was gagging and coughing he was laughing so hard. I thought we were going to have to call 911 and get him an ambulance!
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    Good one Fenelon

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    Quote Originally Posted by Fenelon View Post
    Years ago I used to hunt with some guys in the WMU 80 controlled hunt down by a place called Alma. The forecast for the hunt week was miserable - solid rain. The one guy had a bunch of those tiny rubber finger cotts that look like micro penis condoms and I used one on the first day to keep my Omega dry. That night I stopped in at Shoppers Drug and bought a pack of Durex Silk condoms, and to be a smartass I bought the biggest ones they had. These rigs would be used by a freak of nature, aka, the poor kid who couldn't play sports with the other boys back in grade nine. Unrolled, they were an honest 11 inches long and as big around as a piece of kolbassa. I used the little finger cott in the morning, then rolled one of the big boys onto the barrel for the evening sit. My buddies did a double take when they saw the rubber and just shook their heads and called me an idiot. We were hunting a private farm and the three of us walked up the driveway from our parked trucks and as we rounded the garage on the landowner's house, we ran into the farmer's wife and her daughter. I'd put the daughter at maybe 17 or 18 We stopped to chat and be social, and the old girl asked us if we'd seen anything yet. As the mother was talking we saw the daughter look at the rubber on my barrel, and her eyes went the size of a dinner plate, and she blurted out "oh ...my...god!!" It was a look of terror. The mother and the daughter then both stared at the rubber on my barrel, then I swear to god they both wrenched their necks and immediately fixated on my crotch. It took everything I had to not lose it laughing. I thought I was going to pass out. We said goodbye and barely made it twenty yards into the bush before we collapsed crying. My one buddy was gagging and coughing he was laughing so hard. I thought we were going to have to call 911 and get him an ambulance!
    LMAO.... friggin hilarious
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    Gold, pure gold.

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