i knew i'd be deer hunting later on when the weather turned cold, so i took advantage of the full moon and loaded up for all out pork insanity. spotted these grazing in peanuts. had to sneak through the corner, but the dunes had several deep holes and the brush was so thick, i fell trying to bust my way through. i got so many stickers in my *** i thought i was going to have to finish the stalk in my underwear. this guy thought he was safe in tall cotton, but he stuck out more than he realized. he ran about 75 yards even with his heart shot out. trailing was easy in the red cotton. big boy wasn't far away. he should have got out when he had the chance. a buddy wanted to field test his new suppressor. i told him hog hunting had been slow, but there WOULD be blood! we did a fair job on these guys. one just wouldn't die, so i put a suppressed 22 pistol in his ear to finish him off quietly. i thought it went through because a bunch of dirt and gravel flew back in my face. when i tried to wipe if off i was horrified to see that is was blood, brains and bone! it got all over my face, eyes, mouth and hair. no telling what disease i'll contract now. if i could do it over i'd take a flame thrower to that sonofabitch!!!