Behold, the monster killer and nightmare slayer
Alabama Boy That Killed Monster Hog Speaks Out About Slay

This story has yet to die, and like a good fishing story, seems to be growing with every telling. To be a girl and become famous you can just look good in tight clothes and maybe do something athletic. To be a guy and become famous you can just kill or capture something big, ugly or unusual. And unlike the reluctant blog babe and pole vaulter of the month, this kid wants to capitalize on his new found fame as much as possible. And remarkably, it was even bigger than the legendary Hogzilla (whose myth is currently being made into a movie in which our young hog slayer will now make an appearance).
Did I mention that Alabama boy is only 11 years old, and had to shoot the monster hog nine times with a .50 caliber pistol to finally kill it? He’s officially a stud.
I guess its the whole testosterone, primitive thing. Using a gun to kill a dangerous beast, the thrill of the hunt, the bragging rights of the kill, a grand trophy to show off to the grandkids when you’re old and grey, getting your fifteen minutes of fame, and a perpetually good story to tell at every boring gathering you ever attend. You just can’t ask for much more than that. This kids not even old enough to shave and he’s already peaked.

For some reason I keep getting flashbacks from Lord of the Flies. Well, minus the savage children, disturbing imagery, murder and regression to the primeval state, but other than that it’s similar. There was a dead pig in both. See also Boy Bags Wild Hog Bigger Than ‘Hogzilla’












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I’m waiting for a serious liberal to finally admit that Jimmy Carter is a festering embarrassment. Each interview he gives is more vicious than the last, and he is full of so much hate that he can’t describe anyone he disagrees with without using the harshest, most acidic adjectives his mind can still conjure up. It’s like talking to a teenager for whom everything is either the best thing in the world, or the absolute worst of all time. As coherent adults, we smile when we hear the kids say such things, but with Carter we just wince.

