9 Craziest Craigslist Hunting Items

Not sure how many folks are still tooling around in a 1991 Chevy Blazer, as many have most likely been relegated to overgrown junk yards or rest in perpetuity on blocks in the front of rural roadside trailers, but one former owner of this once proud vehicle of the sportsman, before parting ways with his All-American ride, stripped it of the stylish camouflage trim that adorned the interior. His hope: capitalize on the uniqueness of these sporting valuables — valued at a whopping $15. Not sure if he will find any takers, but if you're interested, I'm willing to bet you can beat him down on the price.

Just as everything is used on a pig but the squeal, the whitetail appears to have entered this same rarified realm of ultimate value and usefulness. It not only provides for memories, meat, hides for clothing and decoration in the form of mounted heads and antlers on a wall, but can also be had as a delightful accent piece to any furnished room. We've all admired our buddy's antler chandelier and curved hooves gun rack, but the opportunity to own a lamp made of actual deer hooves is rarely to be had -- until now. One Harrisburg, Pa., lister will give this appliance of fine lighting, complete with deer scene lamp shade, to 'first come, first with cash get the items. ' Heck, it's probably already gone.

This has to be our favorite -- a solid 13x13 one-room log cabin that was so well made from the aged Pennsylvania logs from which it was hewn that it will never rot. It's so solid and compact, it can be moved to any location on the back of a trailer. What's most unique about this gem of a hunt camp shelter is its history. The cabin was once dubbed the 'Cat House ' because, as the seller states in his description, 'If you are familiar with history, you will know they called it that because the ladies used it to make their money. '

Hmmm, how so? At first, I thought he meant maybe they printed counterfeit money inside of it. Or perhaps they sold their cats, neatly stacked in little boxes, from the protected shade of the cabin? Or maybe they just sold honest jams, jellies and homemade remedies?

Oh wait, that's right, I remembered. Cathouse! As in, hmm€¦working ladies. Ladies of the night. Shady ladies. OK, I'm with you now.

The seller's description goes on to say this 'great conversation piece ' also would 'be perfect for a hunting cabin or a place by a lake for you and the special lady in your life. ' Does he mean Destiny over at the Cheetah Lounge? Hmm, not a bad idea, but I'm sure he meant real ladies of our lives, whether that takes the form of wife, girlfriend or both. Either way, I look at this cabin and can't help but imagine what Bacchanalian scenes of backwoods bootlegging romance must have played out in its musty interior -- sort of like the scene in Cold Mountain where the dirty country wife implores Jude Law to 'hug her til she grunts. ' And to think, you can live out such scenes yourself whether you set this thing by a lake or in your own backyard for an easy gallery=43,500. Destiny not included.

Large, orange coveralls are perfect for both hunting and construction, so for all you hunting construction workers out there, why not buy a pair that you can use for both? One Harrisburg, Pa., seller did, and now you can have them for a mere $20. Of course, for that price, you'll have to wash them yourself -- he's selling these babies 'as is. ' But other than that, the seller says they're in great condition. Another benefit: Should you ever get thrown in prison, you can take these with you. Orange coveralls are all the rage as the dress of choice for the incarcerated -- I'm willing to bet preferred by four out of five wardens (that fifth warden most likely goes for standard-issue Cool Hand Luke black-and-white stripes). If you're awaiting trial and the outlook's not good, might want to go ahead and sew a file or shiv in the seam of the pants leg now.

Whether you're looking to decorate a Cracker Barrel or T.G.I. Friday's, or simply want your friends to think you're the most calloused, yet efficient, 'if it's brown, it's down ' little buck killer in the woods, one Tennessee seller had an entire table-top collection of smallish spike and four-point racks for sale. He must have found a taker, because the day after we first saw the post and went to get a copy of the photo of his grand offerings, the post had been pulled. Or, it might have been gone because the QDMA police moved in an erased him and his post from existence as well!

Tax season is upon us, and if you're a farmer with more than 40 acres and a plow, or a landowner with critter-filled woods and fields and weary of figuring how to increase the deductions for your property using Turbo Tax, one West Virginia income tax professional has arrived to save the day. This guy is looking for hunting rights for next year in exchange for performing multiple returns, payrolls and quarterlies, bookkeeping or system implementation, and will consider any and all offers of hunting -- just bowhunting or fishing for him and his young son. Save money, reduce your reportable income from those pesky hunting lease payments and find a guy willing to go to bat for you against the all-powerful IRS. That, my friend, is a win-win.

Love 'em or hate 'em, tats are in vogue these days. Once relegated to the truly badass among us -- bikers, prisoners and Navy sailors who bombed the bejeezus out of the Japanese in WWII -- they can now be found on, well, almost everybody. From elaborate sleeves of ink combining skulls, fire and tribal art on the arms of fresh-faced Wall Street interns -- and hidden from 9 to 5 beneath their Rolexes and Brooks Brothers Oxfords -- to colorful tramp stamps winking from above the exposed backsides of soccer moms as they bend over in the grocery store to grab a value pack of Pop Tarts, America has a love affair with body art. If you're a hunter with a spare rifle or two and looking to cash in on the phenomenon and release your inner Carey Hart from Inked television fame, now's your chance. One West Virginia Craigslist user is ready to part with a whole collection of Superior brand tattoo equipment -- the American Flag model -- which includes a power unit with foot control, a tattoo gun, 22 ink colors and an assortment of outline and color fill-in needles, still sealed in their packaging! In return, he merely seeks the trade of an unspecified rifle or maybe two depending on what you have. If you've ever dreamed of permanently marking the pristine canvass of skin your daughter's friends provide, or maybe even adding another tear of vengeance fulfilled to the cheek of an MS-13 gang member, now is your golden opportunity.

Ready to make your wife so delirious with joy she'll never hassle you over another hunt again? One Tennessee Craigslist poster and her husband have somehow amassed such a ridiculous collection of Bed Bath & Beyond gift cards that they've realized they'll never be able to use them all. There are only but so many floral print shower curtains, toilet paper stands and decorative pillow shams a single house can hold, so why not trade them for items that stoke their true passions: fishing, kayaking, snowboarding and, of course, hunting. I'm sure a trail camera or a Blackhawk backpack could fetch a worthy BB&B gift card or two -- at least enough to keep your own bride happily shopping while you slip into the woods. Better yet, go to Tennessee and steal the wife that would rather get hunting items than waste her time at Bed Bath & Beyond. Now that's a real win-win. Besides, what actually is 'beyond ' the bed and the bath? Not sure we want -- or need -- to know.

In a down economy with sparse availability of raw materials, precious metals such as copper enjoy a skyrocketing value. This is obvious with the news accounts of nighttime thugs stealing the coils from unsuspecting homeowners' HVAC units and from the willingness of someone with not one, but three five-gallon buckets of copper wiring to part with it for valuable hunting gear. None of it has been stripped, but if you don't mind performing the chore on close to 40 pounds of copper wiring, as the seller states, you can 'make a pretty penny. ' All he wants in return are hunting items such as trail cameras, bows, trail cams, crossbows or bang sticks -- anything he and his kids can use. Bang sticks? Kids? Hmmm. The wire was reportedly obtained over the years from the lister's job in construction, but he stressed that he had to get rid of it that weekend! Could be because his wife is sick of seeing it piled up in the garage, or maybe because police are searching for the person who took it. We're not sure. We're not going to ask. But hey, at more than $3.40 a pound, this might be an income opportunity waiting to happen for somebody who doesn't care.