That one right there is one of the best. Back in the late 90s I lived in GF and wasn't back home nearly as often during deer season as I transitioned to hunting units in the central and eastern part of ND. Since this was during the good times of plentiful tags, I started getting extra doe tags out in my home unit (3B1) just so I could have an easy time of filling the freezer with a few does on the last weekend, even if I spent most of my season out east looking for a buck. Anyway, one year I go home and ask my parents if anyone else had permission to hunt the place, the answer was no...so I thought it would be an easy day spent filling three doe tags. As I was loading up my 2nd doe, I ran into a group of hunters who happened to be long-time family friends. I asked them to leave a single coulee unwalked because I had spooked a few does into it earlier and thought I'd go back after I hung my first two up. They got super pissed at me and eventually told me that they hadn't seen me hunt there in years (again, I only showed up the last week for a day or two towards the end of the season each of the past few years). Their solution...I should call ahead and ask them if I could hunt it.
Needless to say, they haven't legally hunted our land since. Just effing stupid how that all unfolded.