CHECK YOUR WATCH...

It was the winter of 1981 and I had come home from Ole Miss with a friend to go hunting. When we stopped in Meridian to see my parents I ran into my next-door neighbor and good friend Jeff Scott and others who decide to go with us. We hit the bars in Meridian) then we all headed to the farmhouse to spend the night. My friend from Ole Miss, Joey Meadows, Paul Broadhead Jr. (nicknamed Junior), and Mike Nall (nicknamed Kubla Khan) decide to go to bed around 1am. Jeff Scott and I have some catching up to do so we sat up with beer, whiskey etc, in front of the fireplace telling stories and laughing. Around 2:30am Jeff and I come up with what we thought at the time was a great idea. I got the oven going and started cooking biscuits and sausage. Next we set all the clocks up 3 hours and woke up the sleeping victims. We kind of rush the victims up and bring the sausage and beverages telling them to put their hunting cloths on, we’re going hunting!

Outside, the temp is in the teens with a nasty north wind blowing. We put Junior and Kubla Khan in this big field facing north about ¾ miles behind the farm house. Joey at least put Joey in a back field where the wind isn’t so bad, all the while Jeff and I are biting our tongues and pinching ourselves to try to keep from laughing. As soon as we dropped off Joey we drove off with tears in out eyes we were laughing so hard. Jeff and I decide it’s way to cold to hunt so we’ll just sit at the cabin, by the fire with are liquid friends and wait and see what happens. Around sun up, Junior shows up with his gun in the cradle of his arms. He says, you som-bitch, I’d shoot you both if my hands weren’t frozen! Shortly afterwards Joey showed up as he to was on to us but wanted to at least try to hunt. He was too cold. After we had thawed out and finished laughing, we got to thinking and then worrying about Kubla Khan. We decided to get in the car and drive down to the stand to check on him. He comes RUNNNG out of the woods and jumps into the car with this gazed frozen look to him. We start laughing our ass off and he asks “What?” We tell him what we had done to him (duh?) he states, “I was so cold, I thought my body and eyes were playing tricks on me”. He said he got on the stand was so cold, he couldn’t tell if he was out there 30 minutes or 3 hours. He saw the lights from the small city of Quitman off in the distance and kept thinking that was the sun rising!

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