Contributor: Sam Gem
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Yea I've killed lot's o animals round these here woods. I lugged around my 22 rifle and I'd shoot just about anything that moved and drew breath. All differnt kinds but mostly dozens o squirrels. No perticular reason for it, I was bored and just thought it was a fun thing to do. Once I tried to adjust the sights of the scope, but I messed it all up. I'd aim for the head and I'd hit their legs, and they'd just go crazy flippin around in pain before spazzin off with leaves flyin all round. I seen one of those I shot again. It had a big gash across it's thigh where the bullet skinned it. This time my rifle was fixed and I laughed and shot it in the belly. Did it think it could meet me twice and still live? Most of it's guts went flyin out. That'd what happens to em when you use hollow bullets, it hollows em right out. I shot a lil bird with one o them bullits and the bird got hollowed out and it just swung under the branch it was clingin too. It just swung upside down for a bit, and you could see right through the hole in it, before it just dropped to the ground on it's head. I thought that was pretty hilarious. Another time while I was stalking the forest, I saw this bird, with a rare colorin, way up on the highest old branch around, sittin right on the tip of it. It was the farthest shot I ever took and I hit it but didn't kill it, and it started to spiral down, still alive enough to break it's own fall, and it took a few minutes to reach the ground where it hopped around lookin at me all scared. I didn't kill im, I just never saw a bird like im before with those colors, and I lived here a long time. There was one animal I didn't kill and that was a cat. I had the crosshairs traind on it a long time I did. But if I did that I would of probably kept goin till I got to killin folks, so I stopped shootin then. But I was a terror in that forest. It won't forget me anytime soon, no way siree.
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Yea I've killed lot's o animals round these here woods. I lugged around my 22 rifle and I'd shoot just about anything that moved and drew breath. All differnt kinds but mostly dozens o squirrels. No perticular reason for it, I was bored and just thought it was a fun thing to do. Once I tried to adjust the sights of the scope, but I messed it all up. I'd aim for the head and I'd hit their legs, and they'd just go crazy flippin around in pain before spazzin off with leaves flyin all round. I seen one of those I shot again. It had a big gash across it's thigh where the bullet skinned it. This time my rifle was fixed and I laughed and shot it in the belly. Did it think it could meet me twice and still live? Most of it's guts went flyin out. That'd what happens to em when you use hollow bullets, it hollows em right out. I shot a lil bird with one o them bullits and the bird got hollowed out and it just swung under the branch it was clingin too. It just swung upside down for a bit, and you could see right through the hole in it, before it just dropped to the ground on it's head. I thought that was pretty hilarious. Another time while I was stalking the forest, I saw this bird, with a rare colorin, way up on the highest old branch around, sittin right on the tip of it. It was the farthest shot I ever took and I hit it but didn't kill it, and it started to spiral down, still alive enough to break it's own fall, and it took a few minutes to reach the ground where it hopped around lookin at me all scared. I didn't kill im, I just never saw a bird like im before with those colors, and I lived here a long time. There was one animal I didn't kill and that was a cat. I had the crosshairs traind on it a long time I did. But if I did that I would of probably kept goin till I got to killin folks, so I stopped shootin then. But I was a terror in that forest. It won't forget me anytime soon, no way siree.
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Sam Gem
