I saw this pic on another site and it cracked me up.
The story would go like this......
Too often my clients (hunter) have had more money than sense or skill. The Doctor from Atlanta was no exception and had made a poor shot on big boar putting us all in peril. That's the way it goes in dangerous game hunting. With everyone else in a safe place, it was up to me to sort the bugger out before it got any darker.
I was on the spoor in the heavy bush when he came at me. Low and fast with big sharp cutters, he was 300 hundred pounds enraged muscle and he had death in his eyes... I knew it would be he or I.
The shot would be point blank and I would have to trust that my big bore cap gun would stop him in his tracks. I would only have one chance and it would have to be perfect. I brought the Matel up and felt the cold plastic against my cheek. I put my finger on the red trigger an squeezed...BOOM!
The story would go like this......
Too often my clients (hunter) have had more money than sense or skill. The Doctor from Atlanta was no exception and had made a poor shot on big boar putting us all in peril. That's the way it goes in dangerous game hunting. With everyone else in a safe place, it was up to me to sort the bugger out before it got any darker.
I was on the spoor in the heavy bush when he came at me. Low and fast with big sharp cutters, he was 300 hundred pounds enraged muscle and he had death in his eyes... I knew it would be he or I.
The shot would be point blank and I would have to trust that my big bore cap gun would stop him in his tracks. I would only have one chance and it would have to be perfect. I brought the Matel up and felt the cold plastic against my cheek. I put my finger on the red trigger an squeezed...BOOM!
so watch out...
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