Back in 1988 we lived in Pembine Wisconsin. Pretty much out in the woods. We had this dang skunk that was taking up residence in the metal tube under the driveway entrance. It was right in the middle of summer. I did NOT want my dog tangling with it. So one day i went out with my .22, waited for him to stick his head out, and BAM! Sent him to his reward. My buddy Mark was standing about 10 feer in front of me......all of the sudden he turns and starts running, right past me. I got out "What are you...." and the SMELL hit me! Mr. Skunk left us a "parting gift!" Oh man....it was HORRIBLE! GAGGING horrible! I ended up walking over to the gulley, armed with a black plastic bag. I grabbed the skunk by the tail and into the bag he went. Took him out to the woods, and dumped the body.
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