Heh heh, right? Don't go out in those woods, it's too dangerous there! Stay in the city where it's nice and safe!!!!!!!
I lost interest in it one day when my Dad and I came upon a group of hunters in an area of thick brush. I could hear them talking a ways away. I step on a branch and it cracks loudly under my foot, and the next thing I know I feel a snap in the air followed by the sound of a rifle shot and a cloud of snow and split branches. My Dad and I went prone faster than we could say the bad word for feces. We started hollering and then we hear someone in their group getting yelled at by someone else and the sounds of them running away. We stayed on the ground until we couldn't hear them anymore and decided to call it a day.