You take off a week from work to go hunting and the next day at work someone ask's, did you catch anything?
I love my wife dearly, but this is something that she always ask's me. To which I reply: NOPE! The little bugger's out ran me again.
"I think this is a better evening spot". Oh yeah, ok, it's a hangout for the juvenile bucks at night. They go there and party until the sun comes up.
My favorite came from my father after I shot my first deer, a spike with the bow. As we walked up to it, he said "Congratulations, now you're a f#@king murderer like the rest of us".