It was only supposed to be a couple quick coyote stands. I called in one coyote, then on the way to my second stand I spotted a group of pigs in the distance. I stalked them into close range, and by the time it was over, I’d killed every one of them... with a bolt rifle.
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.
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Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.
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