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Tarzan ain't got $hit on that guy! He carried a big ole bowie knife, this guy bails off in a stock tank with a 3 inch knife, what a stud!
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Hey everyone!!, That new show "Lost" is having an episode involving boar hunting with a knife right now until 9pm pst. Can't wait to see how it turns out. Check it out if ya like..
(Update: Well the guy did bring back a boar but I think they made it seem that some larger type island monster gave it to him.)
(Update: Well the guy did bring back a boar but I think they made it seem that some larger type island monster gave it to him.)
You fellas must have got stupid hogs. I too was suprized by a large 550 lbs. boar while walking a few miles from my brothers, wifes', sisters' boyfriends' nextdoor nieghbors house. Haveing no rifle at the time I too had to resort to grabbing him by the ears and attempt to drag him back. My boar however shocked me crying out, " Hey Man that Hurts." though I was startled I maintained my firm grip upon his ears and said back to him, "You think this hurts just wait till I get you back to my brothers', wifes',sisters',boyfriends', nextdoor nieghbors' house. I've got a swiss army knife with a 2.5 inch corkscrew on it and your going to be dinner tonight." The hog begged and pleaded with me, mile after mile as I drug him up and up the ravine through 12 foot deep snow,"please" he said "not the corkscrew. I'll make a deal with you. If you take this toothpick and that rubber band and kill that moose standing under that tree in that field just 1000 yards away I will go with you willingly." I was starting to tire from dragging the hog so I thought what the heck and accepted the challenge. I took the rubber band and tooth pick and fashions a makeshift crossbow. I took aim at the moose and pulled back as far as I could. Just as I was about to release the rubber band and toothpick the hog snorted loudly causeing me to flinch. The toothpick shot high into the air. I watched as the toothpick flew high into the only tree in the field that the moose was standing in and stuck a squirrel. This cause the squirrel to drop his acorn. The acorn dropped down onto a branch that had several icicles hanging from it. One 3 inch icicle broke off and fell. The icicle struck the moose and in piercing the animals heart cause it to drop were it stood. The big boar look at me and me at him and he said, "You need to buy some onions and some garlic and oh yeah! you need to set out a beer overnight."
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that ain't nothing!!!! while I was dragging that hog through the snow and across the ravine, with a bad case of gout I slipped and fell down the ravine ripping both my legs off and tearing one of my arms off.......even with the missing limbs I managed to still drag that old hog back up to the truck and finish him off!!!!!!!!!!!
that ain't nothing!!!! while I was dragging that hog through the snow and across the ravine, with a bad case of gout I slipped and fell down the ravine ripping both my legs off and tearing one of my arms off.......even with the missing limbs I managed to still drag that old hog back up to the truck and finish him off!!!!!!!!!!!
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that's funny.
OK. birddawg. Did I forget to mention that when I got the pig to the truck, he lunged and buried his 10" tusks in my stomach, piercing my liver and kidney. This is when I gave him a swift thrust through the heart with my Bic ballpoint pen to end his life.
Then the truck wouldn't start, so I had to drag him another 25 miles to the highway with his tusks still firmly clamped on to my ribcage. When I had ended his life his jaws locked into my side. I used the mud from the mudslide that I had to wade through to pack the wound and stop the bleeding. I then hitched a ride on a Moped with a tree hugger environmentalist who was doing research on the Wood Beetles effect on Black Oak tree's that house Spotted Owls.
Once in town I had to get medical attentin from the vetrinarian, since the real doctor was on a pig hunting trip and couldn't be found. Then all of a sudden the pig came back to life and began thrashing around and ripping up more of my skin and insides. He gave the pig a sedative to calm him down and ease his grip on my ribs. He then stitched up my kidney, liver, intestines and stomach with some fishing line and a fish hook. No pain killer was available since he had to use it all on the pig. It seems that the vet overdosed and killed the pig for me. That was a real relief that I wouldn't have to kill the pig a secomnd time.
Once I was fixed up, I used my finger nail clippers to skin the pig. I then chopped a cord of firewood from and old Bettle infested, Spotted owl habitated Black Oak tree with my hand axe for us to use to BBQ the little fella. Everybody in the town was excited to join the party and they all brought beer. All the young women were so amazed at my endurance that they all wanted to satisfy me for the rest of the weekend. And who was I to refuse them.
that's funny.
OK. birddawg. Did I forget to mention that when I got the pig to the truck, he lunged and buried his 10" tusks in my stomach, piercing my liver and kidney. This is when I gave him a swift thrust through the heart with my Bic ballpoint pen to end his life.
Then the truck wouldn't start, so I had to drag him another 25 miles to the highway with his tusks still firmly clamped on to my ribcage. When I had ended his life his jaws locked into my side. I used the mud from the mudslide that I had to wade through to pack the wound and stop the bleeding. I then hitched a ride on a Moped with a tree hugger environmentalist who was doing research on the Wood Beetles effect on Black Oak tree's that house Spotted Owls.
Once in town I had to get medical attentin from the vetrinarian, since the real doctor was on a pig hunting trip and couldn't be found. Then all of a sudden the pig came back to life and began thrashing around and ripping up more of my skin and insides. He gave the pig a sedative to calm him down and ease his grip on my ribs. He then stitched up my kidney, liver, intestines and stomach with some fishing line and a fish hook. No pain killer was available since he had to use it all on the pig. It seems that the vet overdosed and killed the pig for me. That was a real relief that I wouldn't have to kill the pig a secomnd time.
Once I was fixed up, I used my finger nail clippers to skin the pig. I then chopped a cord of firewood from and old Bettle infested, Spotted owl habitated Black Oak tree with my hand axe for us to use to BBQ the little fella. Everybody in the town was excited to join the party and they all brought beer. All the young women were so amazed at my endurance that they all wanted to satisfy me for the rest of the weekend. And who was I to refuse them.
All I can say to that is:
After I thought the hog was dead I proceded to skin the hog with my teeth....(as I had no limbs left).....when all of a sudden the hog came back to life and proceded to rip me to peices after which he ate me, digested me and left me on the ground feeling like crap!!!!!!!................but I got better.
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Holy Crap. Yea that would definately work on me. And probably most of the other "pigs" in here.Originally posted by satchmo@Oct 15 2004, 01:24 PM
Wow!!You guys do it the hard way!!
Just do like I do,roll down the window, wink, and ask them if they want a piece of candy from aunt cathy!!!
TTFN, Cathy
Thanks "Aunt" Cathy
now that would be something to see......LOL....bzzboyz rolls down the window, winks, and ask them if they want a piece of candy from uncle bzzboyz.......wait a minute!!!!! isn't that what michael jackson does? (yeah I know I can't spell)
