Come one, come all. Come big, come small. Whether you call it nutter-bustin', squack-whackin, rat-wranglin', or just plain ole killin' squirrels, it's time to break out the rimfire arms, blunderbusses, judos, and pellet rifles. Ain't nuthin' says fall like a crisp morning spent trompin' the oak woods, and a lunch consisting of fried squirrel with some biscuits and gravy.
Rules have changed slightly this year. Pics or it don't count. Y'all make me proud. Dispel the notion that saddlehunters are the crossfit vegans of the hunting world and prove that y'all're down with the sickness.
Winner is him what busts the most nutters. Special prize for him what busts the biggest, ballsiest nutter. I'm not saying to measure anything, but in the event of a tie you might be glad you did.
@kyler1945, I know you're about to bust. Come on with the pics.
Rules have changed slightly this year. Pics or it don't count. Y'all make me proud. Dispel the notion that saddlehunters are the crossfit vegans of the hunting world and prove that y'all're down with the sickness.
Winner is him what busts the most nutters. Special prize for him what busts the biggest, ballsiest nutter. I'm not saying to measure anything, but in the event of a tie you might be glad you did.
@kyler1945, I know you're about to bust. Come on with the pics.