Bitching needs to stop. P has offered a refund out of his own pocket. I spill more beer and snuff than that $15 entry fee. The best deer I'll see this year I couldn't even score for the contest due to my own fuckup forgetfulness. And yet I'm still stoked that I killed him. Won't ruin my day one bit.

Relax, fellas. Don't let a contest ruin the bestest time of year, especially the high of killing a bullwinkle specimen.