Just finished Me and Crowders new deerstands..

I think mine (the one on the right) came out the best. I hope my Wife dont read this, but in the off season I want to use it as a "Dear Stand" where i can visit with wimmens. Just think the marks we'll be leavin' on the dirt when we pee off the porch from that altitude!!!

What do you think bout your's Paint?
 
Crowderfarms":19kgahiz said:
I think mine (the one on the right) came out the best. I hope my Wife dont read this, but in the off season I want to use it as a "Dear Stand" where i can visit with wimmens. Just think the marks we'll be leavin' on the dirt when we pee off the porch from that altitude!!!

What do you think bout your's Paint?

Reckon the stairs will hold them up? I guess since Mr. Paint is in the construction business he built them stout enough.
Just from looking at the pictures i was wondering if the stairs are wide enough for a short fat girl to take a pee.
 
Just make sure you put your chair close to the tree trunk. I am beginning to question the integrity of those floors!
 
No ledges. You don't need to be concerned about peeping toms that for sure. Unless paint wants to peek from next door.
 
What method of "Wind Speed" data and calculations did you employ during the pre-construction and planning phase?

Looks like to me the "Hot Air" you boys (and your wimmens) possess might just blow those things over during the first farting contest ya'll are so well known for. :help:
 
I can see it now.... the story unfolds....
It was Saturday morning and Warpaint, an avid hunter, woke up ready to go bag the first deer of the season. He goes down to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, and to his surprise he finds his Crowder, sitting there, fully dressed in camouflage. WP asks him, What are you up to? Crowder smiles, I'm going hunting with you! WP, though he has many reservations, reluctantly decides to take him along. They arrive at the hunting site. WP sets Crowder safely up in the tree stand and tells him: If you see a deer, take careful aim on it and shoot. I'll come running back as soon as I hear the shot. WP walks away with a smile on his face knowing that Crowder couldn't bag a chicken, let alone a deer. But not 15 minutes pass when he is startled as he hears several gunshots. Quickly, WP starts running back to his treestand. As WP gets closer, he hears Crowder screaming, “Get away from my deer!” Confused, WP races faster towards his screaming friend. And again he hears him yell, :Get away from my deer!” Followed by another volley of gunfire. Now within sight of where he had left Crowder, WP is surprised to see flaboy, with his hands high in the air. Flaboy, obviously distraught, says, “Okay, okay! You can have your deer! Just let me get my saddle off it!”
 
RebelCritter":1m7jvlaq said:
Now within sight of where he had left Crowder, WP is surprised to see flaboy, with his hands high in the air. Flaboy, obviously distraught, says, “Okay, okay! You can have your deer! Just let me get my saddle off it!”

It was a dang good horse too. Crowder later confessed he shot the horse because it couldn't haul one of his heifers up to his hunting spot. Poor horse was probably relived to know it wasn't going to have to try. :cboy:
 
RebelCritter":ngkyexz5 said:
I can see it now.... the story unfolds....
It was Saturday morning and Warpaint, an avid hunter, woke up ready to go bag the first deer of the season. He goes down to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, and to his surprise he finds his Crowder, sitting there, fully dressed in camouflage. WP asks him, What are you up to? Crowder smiles, I'm going hunting with you! WP, though he has many reservations, reluctantly decides to take him along. They arrive at the hunting site. WP sets Crowder safely up in the tree stand and tells him: If you see a deer, take careful aim on it and shoot. I'll come running back as soon as I hear the shot. WP walks away with a smile on his face knowing that Crowder couldn't bag a chicken, let alone a deer. But not 15 minutes pass when he is startled as he hears several gunshots. Quickly, WP starts running back to his treestand. As WP gets closer, he hears Crowder screaming, “Get away from my deer!” Confused, WP races faster towards his screaming friend. And again he hears him yell, :Get away from my deer!” Followed by another volley of gunfire. Now within sight of where he had left Crowder, WP is surprised to see flaboy, with his hands high in the air. Flaboy, obviously distraught, says, “Okay, okay! You can have your deer! Just let me get my saddle off it!”

ROTFLMAO :lol:
 
WP - You've obviously been in the "city" too long. Why else would you build those stands side by side?

It's going to take a long time to grow some trees big enough to obscure your neighbors view. Out in the country we prefer it if we can only see the top of your chimney during the winter when all the leaves are off the trees. And that's only if you insist on building that close to us.

It's gotten so bad around here if you need to "go", you have to look around to be sure you're not in somebody's line of sight. And it's getting tougher every year.
 
I want the contract for hauling Crowder's Wommen Folk to the top of that thing! Ain't no way one of them gals will fit up them steps, so I'll bring a helicopter and we'll hoist 'em up. Even if they did fit on the steps, by the time they got to the top they'd be all breathless and sweaty - then Crowder would get all breathless and sweaty from lookin' at 'em and then....
 
How are those little old things gonna support that much weight and the bulk feeder for them wimmens????
 
CUZ":k74u8w5b said:
WP - You've obviously been in the "city" too long. Why else would you build those stands side by side?

It's going to take a long time to grow some trees big enough to obscure your neighbors view. Out in the country we prefer it if we can only see the top of your chimney during the winter when all the leaves are off the trees. And that's only if you insist on building that close to us.

It's gotten so bad around here if you need to "go", you have to look around to be sure you're not in somebody's line of sight. And it's getting tougher every year.

Built em that close for several reasons, 1st and foremost bein that when I run low on beer, all Crowder has to do is pitch one out the winder to me.

Ya'll should know, that when I build sumptin, I build er right. I got the toilet thang all worked out. Got a bucket and a long rope attached, so alls we has to do is our business and lower away.
 
Bullbuyer":nu4efp0e said:
I want the contract for hauling Crowder's Wommen Folk to the top of that thing! Ain't no way one of them gals will fit up them steps, so I'll bring a helicopter and we'll hoist 'em up. Even if they did fit on the steps, by the time they got to the top they'd be all breathless and sweaty - then Crowder would get all breathless and sweaty from lookin' at 'em and then....

Breathless an sweaty is the way he likes em! :shock:
 
Lammie":1bknf8ok said:
How are those little old things gonna support that much weight and the bulk feeder for them wimmens????

Floors were built to withstand loads in excess of 3 tons. That way when one of Crowders favorites come up, (Two Ton Tessie), we won't has to worry none.
 

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