i saw him by a tree today and he was going crazy biting his legs, so i told my dad to get the .22 and he shot him for me :\

R.i.p. lennie the bunny

lol this reminds me of the time we went shooting for pigs lol, we had a .308 and .22 and a lever action .44

we saw a rabbit on the way out, pick up a gun thinking it was the .22 lol shot it, turned out it was the .308 with a balistic tip.....blew it into a million pieces....

when i was younger, i went hunting rabbit with my dad, we couldn't find the .22 (we burrowed it to our neighbor and we forgot about that), so my dad said, fuck it, we'll take the 12 gauge and shoot away a little.

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that didn't go well, for the first rabbit we saw. all i remember is holding it by it's back legs with absolutely no face, head, even neck. good times ;o