A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
Yes, they can be incredibly dangerous. Which is why I do this to them.
Yes...my bow and my 32yd kill. I think it was 32...it was either 32 or 34.
While normally, I would think an arrow would ruin a lot of meat over a 22lr, it's not the case your picture. That is one fatass squirrel!
A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
One year we had a rash of thug squirrels... They'd invade the bird feeders.. Got very territorial. One little shit would hide under my car - when I walked up to my car he'd come out yelling and try to chase me. Then they'd try chasing me at the door to my house. It was like a gang. I ran after them one day and I kid you not, they ran away, then turned around and started after me.
Just to screw with them I put Crisco on the bird feeder poles. Hilarious watching them slide down the poles.. My father came over and laughed his butt off.
Then I put out a contract on them. Problem gone. I will not be terrorized by squirrels.
Yes, they can be incredibly dangerous. Which is why I do this to them.
Yes...my bow and my 32yd kill. I think it was 32...it was either 32 or 34.
I almost got myself in real trouble that way......
worked for a government agency. my new boss was a wormy little guy from Louisiana. he kept talking about his special technique for skinning squirrels. I had brought a bow in to sell to a coworker. Boss said "Too bad you can't just shoot a couple so I can show you, but they are too far away."
being a smartass, I snatched up the bow and fired cold. Pinned the first one to a tree. everyone was impressed including me! (I was in fact shocked) the boss said "that was amazing! do it again!!!"
I fired 4 more times. killed 3 more squirrels. on duty.... in uniform....
the last shot was at a squirrel standing on a root on the ground. I missed low, and the arrow skipped off of the root. It sailed ever so slowly out towards the highway and passed harmlessly between two passing cars.
I had a panic attack about the what ifs.... put my gear away and had to sit down.....
I'm sure the squirrel had a panic attack too you murderer.
I don't know. They say you can taste the fear in hunted meat, but I never thought so. They were yummy btw. and the new boss's skinning technique was okay... nothing I hadn't seen before. he was just good at it.
I can't see how many likes you got on this, but I think it's your best post yet. 😂
Why thank you!
i do try, ya know! lol
A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!
Yeah, because if you do, you may get mad squirrel disease. It's kinda like mad cow disease except with mad squirrel disease, you stand at the side of a road and wait for passing cars. When one approaches, you run out in the road, change your mind, run half way back out, change your mind again, run back out and then just barely jump out of the way of the car and run to the other side.
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