Originally Posted by fishingpox
You would have had to been there to see this to appreciate this story. It took place the year of 1990 in the winter and it was dayum cold. I was a member of a deer hunting club in Pine Bluff,Arkansas. We hunted with dogs and never still hunted. These ole country redneck to the bone boys sure took pride in their dogs. Actually, that year they had reason to be prideful of the dogs. We had all kinds of dogs. The best dog we had was half pitbull and half callahoula...spelling...and could run the hell out of a deer. His name was Sam. I was on a 1 week trip there,one night all the boys decided to go to a buddies trailor to party. Things were slow at camp because of the bitter cold, people weren't coming by to visit. We got over to the guys trailor and Rodger decided to call his newly wed wife to come over and be with the gang... he sure was in love with that woman. I swear she had to have weighed 400 pounds. I don't know how much she weighed, I'm 200 pounds then and I know she was twice my size. Rodgers wife decided to let her mom tag along. I swear the momma was bigger than her. These were some big ole gals. I was guessing almost 900 pounds between the two. The guy that owned the trailor made the momma a stool out of concrete blocks and a pillow lol he was not prepared to accomodate two large women. However, some of us were playing poker and the others were listening to music and shooting the bull, laughing and having a large time. We ran out of beer and the two girls volunteered to go to town to get what we wanted. While they were gone, Steve, the owner of the dogs, was going to go feed them. He came back in and said the dogs had gotten out of their pen. But was to cold to look for them and thought they wouldn't go far. The girls get back, we went out to help them carry the stuff in. I notice the size of the car, it was some little hatchback type car, I think AMC, the car had 13 inch tires. I felt sorry for the car. I have no idea how they get in and out of this car, but they did. We get in the house and unsack our beer, they bought the wrong stuff. Rodger tell her to take the beer back and exchange it for the right beer. About 5 minutes have passed. We sack it all up and took it to the car,while her and her gots coats and crap on. We get back in the house before they got dressed. The girls left, About two minutes later, we here dogs raising hell as though they were in pain, you know how when an animal hollers and you know its in pain. We all ran outside to see what was happening. The dogs crawled under the little car, to get warm and when the girls got in, it pinned them to the ground and a hot motor and exhaust pipes above them. The girls were crying saying what do I do, the ower of the dogs was immediately screaming get your fat asses out of the car, you are killing my dogs. The rest of us were laughing our butts off. The girls got out of the car. I swear the bottom of the car rose up 6 inches. Those poor dogs crawled out from under the car whinning their butts off, everyone is laughing but the dog owner. I will never forget that night as long as I live.
