I heard a high pitch screeching one night when I was on a hunting trip in Texas..went over with a friend to see what it was. As we walked throught a meadow at night with our flashlights. Behold we came upon the most unholy thing I have ever had the misfortune to witness.....a pair of skunks screwing.. I ran all the way to Dallas. Thank God we didn't get sprayed as we were about 90 minutes from the closest town and only had about 2 gallons of water left.
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