Last fall, my coworker, Vitorio Napolitano, learned that my buddy and I were looking for a place to hunt. He said, "come on out to my place, I've got rabbits and quail. Just remember, I've got a bunch of little Guineas running around, so don't shoot them". What a funny guy, I thought. So we went out there early one Saturday. No one was home, so I thought, "At least we don't have to worry about shooting his kids". Didn't see any rabbits, but we got into the biggest, strangest looking quail I ever saw! We limited out in no time! Funny thing, he wouldn't even speak to us that Monday, and never invited us back, either. Those Italians, hard to figure. :wink:
Disclaimer, no disrespect intended toward Italians, please.
