All deer hunters get skunked occasionally, but this is downright ridiculous. In the words of David Phipps, the hunter who captured this footage:

I’m whitetail hunting in a homemade ground blind with my crossbow in Clifton, Virginia, on a steep ridge, near a creek bottom. I hear what I think is a deer coming strong from my backside and then . . . I about crapped my pants. Can anyone explain why this happened? No bait/ no scent, other than my natural gas from Thanksgiving leftovers.