A PRIVATE MATTER

One of my female friends from high school and her husband were in the woods cutting firewood when Sandy, (not her real name) had to relieve herself. After alertly surveying the area around her, she chose what she thought to be the perfect spot. Feeling completely at ease, she pulled down her pants and squatted down like a wormy dog dragging its butt. It was at that moment when she realized she wasn't alone. A man in a deer stand peered down from above her. "I have never been so embarassed in my entire life," Sandy later told me, "but then, the man let one rip. When the ensuing noise made it over to where my husband was, he thought it was me, so he belted out, "She's a lady. Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, she's a lady, and the lady is mine!" "At which point, I pulled up my pants and told my husband we were leaving. I've never been back to those woods since."