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> uncle owns 300 acres of forest
> has problems with trespassers
> they've smashed trail cams, trashed his trailer and left behind garbage
> decide to help dear uncle because its beautiful land
> arrive early in the week with ATV and my AK-47
> teens habit is to come on either Friday or Saturday night
> camp out on the edge then dawn guillie suit for night patrols
> Friday night see vehicles pull in to main road
> dawn my guillie suit
> I am Guillie man
> spend all of dusk observing as more people arrive
> roughly 2-3 dozen total
> at dark after they have there bonfire lit I begin the first salvo in the form of chucking rocks and sticks at the group
> like Im some sort of Neanderthal fighting off a rival tribe
> pelt them with bullshit, circle the perimeter of the bonfire then launch more rocks and sticks from a different location before moving again
> group is all kinds of pissed off
> good
> they start sending in 3-4 at a time to hunt me
> i am guillie man, I lay still, I barly breath
> continue this routine for a bit of me causing a distraction, them investigating it, then finding nothing.
> things quite down as people start to leave
> then some of the chads of the group brought out shotguns
> oh fuck
> they fire in random directions
> and by random I mean every direction
> hunker down behind logs
> okay, I may fucked up and poked the hornet's nest a little too hard
> solid snake my ass away
> guillie man may be a coward but he is no fool
> return to camp
> fucking pissed off
> okay I guess we're taking the kids gloves off now
> hop on ATV
> lock and load AK
> rip the fucker while pointing the AK in the air firing like a mad man while screaming like a lunatic
> kids fuck off screaming or mad scramble to there vehicles as I approach
> party assholes have vacated.
> they left behind a keg
> still damn near full
> put AK back in camp then sit by the bonfire and have a red solo of cheap beer
> mfw still in guillie suit when cops arrive to bust the party
