I can already envision the day I regrett that last bean burrito; after waiting all day, in the middle of the rut, a huge 10 point walks in front of your treestand. Legal light's almost over and you're ready to make the draw. You knock your arrow, line the pin up in a perfect heart shot, draw, PHFFFFFT! The huge deer jumps two feet of the ground and darts into the bushes, never to be seen again.
This has never happened to me, and I hope it won't, but I wanna know, has this happened to you?