Is where these poor bastads are now... Snake lovers, please cover your sensative little eyes....dont know the story, but it sure appears to have a happy ending.
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Is where these poor bastads are now... Snake lovers, please cover your sensative little eyes....dont know the story, but it sure appears to have a happy ending.
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My buddy and I went to the farm today for a little deer hunting, which was a washout. Since we had some time to kill we decided to check out the farmhouse, barns and finally... the storm shelter. No one had been down there in about 15 years so I figured it was due for an inspection. I was standing at the truck moving some gear and hear the door creak open followed swiftly by my buddy yell, " **** RATTLESNAKE. " I turn in time to see him in mid leap flying away from the open hole. Well, we screw up the courage to look in the hole and see over a dozen LARGE rattlesnakes all over the stairs. A raging bout of our 18 year old bullet proof selves kicked in so we gathered up a t-post, a pitch fork and an axe handle then proceeded into the darkness. A few short, bloody, adrenaline filled minutes later we resurfaced with a pile of snakes and a cleaned out storm shelter.
-B.Lullo
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My buddy and I went to the farm today for a little deer hunting, which was a washout. Since we had some time to kill we decided to check out the farmhouse, barns and finally... the storm shelter. No one had been down there in about 15 years so I figured it was due for an inspection. I was standing at the truck moving some gear and hear the door creak open followed swiftly by my buddy yell, " **** RATTLESNAKE. " I turn in time to see him in mid leap flying away from the open hole. Well, we screw up the courage to look in the hole and see over a dozen LARGE rattlesnakes all over the stairs. A raging bout of our 18 year old bullet proof selves kicked in so we gathered up a t-post, a pitch fork and an axe handle then proceeded into the darkness. A few short, bloody, adrenaline filled minutes later we resurfaced with a pile of snakes and a cleaned out storm shelter.
-B.Lullo
5 gallons of gas and a match would have done the trick, and when the flames die down - lunch is ready.
yep, guys that do that go home and show their wives and post on the internet proof of what big fearless men they are.
There was a guy that used to post here, he would say, "That would make a great knife sheath", lol.
So you walk in your barn at your place in the country, and six big rattlesnakes have taken residence. This barn is where your little daughters play house.
and you say shoo, shoo snakes, go away , bite my daughters some other day.
That does'nt work, the snakes don't leave, what do you do?
You kill them will malice and forethought, and make your barn safe again.
But that's just me.
and you say shoo, shoo snakes, go away , bite my daughters some other day.
That does'nt work, the snakes don't leave, what do you do?
You kill them will malice and forethought, and make your barn safe again.
But that's just me.
I guess those snakes would be safe around me cause i would NEVER get close enough to kill one.
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