Hunting

Ok time to start hunting stories for a few days. One morning Gary wakes me up we are going hunting. It is still real dark.
We drive to a friends house in the country. And as we are driving into the front yard he warns me if the dad wakes up to not speak. Because he would here my northern accent. I said why? And Gary said his friends dad was a leader of the KKK in that area and he did not know how he would react to a northerner. Well needless to say I walked into that dark house with Gary and did not say a word. We did get out with his friend without me getting shot so that hunting day started great.