When I was a kid, my buds and I would do the same kind of hunting with a .22. One day, we took a bunch of bottle rockets to the bayou. Once the fuse was burning, it would keep burning underwater, so we would send bottle rocket into the water and watch them blow up. Great fun until one of them blew up in a nest of cotton mouths. They aren’t like rattlers, they will chase you.
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