The phone rings
Satan says "Ohh, the weather's cold. Those big bucks are jumping everywhere, too bad you're not going to be at camp this weekend" Click!
Burney calls (do any of these people have a damn job)
"Hey Rex, Man it's going to be great camp this weekend. The rut just hit full time. Probably will be the best weekend of the year. I'm thinking about hunting up the backside of the lake. Don't mind do you?" HA-HA. Click!
Mark then calls and says "I'm leaving at 11AM on Friday, the wind is perfect, the bucks are running and I hear you are going to stay home and vacuum the house. Too damn bad" Click!
I hate telephones.