Trent went on his annual trip with his dad while we were living it up down south. Every year they head up to the middle of no where, somewhere in Wyoming and shoot pot guts all day long to2 full days.
Sounds fun eh?
Brad's guns collections and such is amazing. Here is his bullet room. Yep my friends. He makes his own bullets.
Once they arrived they set up their assault rifles and went to town.
Little did Brad know he parked a couple feet from a rattle snake. So lucky it was cold and the snake was not interested in fighting for his turf.
And there is my grizzly hunk husband.
The killing weapons.
Trent got a lot of sun the first day. He really doesn't learn from past mistakes.
So he got as much shade as he could the next day.
And for your viewing pleasure, here is a video of their massacre. Just a fair warning that there is some body parts flying and red mist.
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