Why suburbanite hunters make me chuckle…

I was too lazy to write anything new, plus I think I’m having one of those “I’m losing interest in writing blog posts spells right now,” but here’s an old one from back when I had seven readers.

It’s hunting season in Missouri and this is my tribute to why I don’t hunt and think people who say it’s a challenging activity are numb-nuts.

Enjoy, especially you hunting widows…

Click here to read why I don’t hunt and think it’s ludicrous to call it a challenging activity.

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7 Responses to Why suburbanite hunters make me chuckle…

  1. I’m in a writing rut, too. I sit down to post and there is nothing there. It’s concerning, but nice, at the same time.

  2. PinotNinja says:

    While you may be temporarily blocked, as a newish reader I love the guided tour through the archives.

  3. flyingplatypi says:

    Brilliant.

    Hugs!

    Valerie

  4. Aussa Lorens says:

    Ah, no ruts allowed! I fear the ruts. I also fear hunting– never forget Dick Cheney…

  5. Aussa Lorens says:

    Okay I’m sitting at my desk at work (I know, I know) and I SWEAR I just heard a gun shot after posting that comment.

  6. flemily says:

    Going to read it now because I just KNOW you’re going to make me laugh!

  7. mamamlk says:

    Sounds like hunters by you are wussy. Hubby is a hunter. He only hunts nights after work and weekends. His blind is purchased, but not fancy. No super scope. No fancy electric socks. Just him freezing his ass off in 15 degree temps. He guts it himself and drives his car as close as he can get and loads it into the trucks. Plus…he cuts it up himself and we make our own venison sausage and burger and take out the steaks. I’m surprised I was able to stomach watching him. Ha ha.

    All I know is….I want some venison!

    Happy hunting season!

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