^^^That is the dang truth!
OhmyGAWD, a new worry! As if crazed feral pigs in Arkansas weren’t enough!
I saw on the news feed scrolling at the bottom of Good Morning America, that an Arkansas hunter was KILLED by a deer he had shot!
Zombie deer?
Call your menfolk home!
~VOW
I was wondering if anyone outside Arkansas saw that. It’s the favorite talk of the hunters right now. I had a few hunters in the house this morning and one game warden. That and the pig shoot was all they talked about.
I heard the big Wrek say, “how can you not know it was alive, they breathe?”
My understanding is the deer was shot and stunned but not dead. It died pretty quickly after the attack on the hunter. He impaled the guy with his antlers. :eek:
Ooh, how cool! (NOT)
The poor hunter’s grave marker can say, “He died being impaled by a zombie deer.”
~VOW
I was thinking about this guys tombstone, myself. Mr.Wrekker has an old Uncle who died a few years ago. His headstone is a deer jumping over a log. There’s a bunch of rustic headstones like that around these parts.
I guess the poor guys family probably won’t go that route.
Son-of-a-wrek came through to grab a sandwich and ice tea. He sat down to eat, coz I made him:)(mom rulez)
He was telling me about the game wardens big set up for the feral pig shoot.
Oh, man! This is shaping to be a gigantic CF!
I wanna be gone. But I also wanna watch. It’s gonna be wet, rainy, muddy, nasty and FUNNY!
Think about this. Serious deer hunters. Decked head to toe in Camo-wear. Nice hunting rifles. 3 bullets each.
AND CRAZY-ASS pigs!
Pigs that have been bottle necked into an open field. 3 bullets. ONLY 3 bullets each.
God, I wanna film it, so bad.
Think I’ll sneak up in the tree house/phone booth and set up my go-pro.
This may be the best Saturday I’ve had in years:)
I’m ‘way’ too happy about this pig shoot.
I’m worried about myself. I might be hysterical.
Go up there with your trusty Winchester '73 and show them how it’s done.
Is it a .44-40 or a .30-30?
Old Winchester 70 model
.44 caliber.
I can’t shoot. I’m not signed in.
I nearly picked off a pig this morning. He was out by the pond. A bit outta my range.
Oh, bolt action, not lever action. I never shot a bolt action rifle.
Crazy accuracy. I look under the scope and eye sight the target, if I have my contacts in.
I rarely miss.
I told y’all I may be hysterical. I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe right!
Since something like 30 hunters will be here early AM the game-warden has decided the camo hats can’t be worn. Too many chances of mis-shots and a disaster occuring.
So he takes petty cash and goes to Walmart to buy a different color hat to distinguish the hunter from the pig. Just guess. You won’t believe it. Take a shot at it. Oh, god I just made myself crack-up again…brb…
THEY ARE PINK! Sort of camo. But Pink. I’m gonna die.
Pretty safe bet the pigs aren’t pink or nearly 6ft tall for that matter.
‘They gwanna look so preeetty in they widdle hats!’
Holy crap!! This is the best thing that happened to me in many moons.
ETA, wonder if I can keep a pink hat afterwards? A momento.
Great-Uncle Moonshiner usually got a couple deer a year out the kitchen window. So when I was a yonker and he announced he was building a deer camp about a mile from his house on the back edge of his property my first reaction was — what?
“So’s we can live for a few days in a way that would drive your Aunt Bardy to murder whenever we want to”.
Dude was one smart old ridge-runner.
Problem was we did too well. The “Ponderosa” as we called it was so nice he had to build a real house next to the cabin that had been their house to keep “Herself” happy in their old age. 
You shoulda signed up, Beck!
~VOW
Didn’t want to show up a bunch of serious hunters. Then there’s 3 bullet rule. That don’t smell right. I mean, what they gonna do if the pigs stampede or whatever pigs do when bottlenecked and shot at??I can see pink hatted hunters up in trees.
Then I’ll go clean up the mess from my back deck.
Sorta reminds me of the jack rabbit purges we have to do around here periodically, only with guns instead of clubs…
I’m betting you could start a DopeStarter campaign for your very own hi-def drone and get enough for two of 'em in time for the Pigapalooza.
I wouldn’t worry about that too much; I hear the devil don’t like competition. 
I agree. That’s about the stupidest, most dangerous plan I’ve ever heard. Whoever thought of that isn’t properly afraid of hogs. If I were you I’d be deciding which bed sheets I’ll be donating to the bandage brigade, and clearing part of the lawn for rescue helicopters.
Oh, they have a barricade set up. One of those orange plastic mesh temporary fencing things. I don’t trust it. At. All. A small poodle could run through it.
The 3 bullet thing is to control the amount of shooting that happens. They don’t want a free for all. Son-of-a-wrek wanted to bring his AR. They said…“ummm?..No.”
This is gonna be great
Oh lord this just keeps sounding…“better and better” Beck. You sure you wanna let Big Wreck and Son of go to this? I mean, yeah the kid might sneak off cause yanno kids right? But you do have spousal veto powers yanno.
How many hogs in a pen and how big is the pen do you know?