Willie Robertson

There's nothing can happen.

And he said, it's maybe 200 yards.

He goes, gets all the stuff, and when he turns around and starts looking back, he said it just looked like some creature had attacked them all.

He said they were all on the ground.

And he thought, what is going on?

They literally were just falling out.

They couldn't walk in gumbo mud 200 yards away.

without remaining standing.

And these were like young, in shape people.

And I was like, you gotta be kidding.

And he's like, no.

He's like, it was traumatizing.

They're just wallowing around in six inches of water in the mud and they can't walk 200 yards through the mud and get in a blind.

And he said, it's the most scared I've ever been while hunting because I thought if you can't walk 200 yards in the mud to go duck hunting, how are you going to do with a firearm?

And I thought, man, are we really there in our culture where people just from these big cities and these corporate, you know, America can't go out in the wild, not just survive.

They can't walk 200 yards, right?

Oh, yeah.

They know what that means.

When I start rustling this bag, my two little dogs, their booty starts shaking and they come running.

Well, I remember – that was me, by the way, Zach.