Posted on 12/05/2011 2:06:53 PM PST by Kaslin
Is that real?
Humberto can come over for dinner to my house any time.
When I have dinner with anti’s they tell me how good the food is.
Then stop eating when I tell them what furry forest critter it was before it became meat.
I don’t worrry not many anti’s come to dinner.
The lettuce in that salad is writhing in pain.
Like Ted Nugent says, “Kill it and grill it.”
Kick ass!
If I’m not mistaken, I’ve had three kids with Humberto.
Such crap. We know all that beef in the market is manufactured, not butchered./s/
It hurts me to have to mark this wit a /sarc/ tag, but judging from our public education system, it is highly unlikely that most of them would know where their food comes from.
“People didn’t skin deer in their backyards there.”
Yeah, really.
If ya got a vinyl floor, the kitchen makes more a lot more sense ‘cuz ya ain’t gotta walk so far to the freezer.
Whe a classmate asked my Daughter why she hunted and ate deer meat, she answered “Because it tastes good”.
She said that if God didn’t want us eating deer, He wouldn’t have made them out of meat.
I am anti-hunting.
There is no way in heck i am going to go out in the cold and track down a deer in the middle of freezing cold and bad weather.
I am anti-hunting on a personal level.
I love to eat deer hunted by other people! :)
I love people hunting critters.
I am just not going to do it myself.
My dad was a prison guard for over 30 years.
One day one of the inmates made some stupid remark and my dad asked him where he thought meat “came from”.
Guy says “the supermarket”.
Dad asked him where the meat came from before it got to the supermarket.
Guys says “A warehouse.”
Dad gave up in disgust and walked away.
So, there you have it.
All food comes from The Miraculous Warehouse.
My wife taught our daughter how to hunt.
I prepared venison BBQ one time to take to a potluck dinner. One old fellow was enjoying it immensely & taking second helpings as he ask what it was. When we told him it was venison, that was it.....the remaining portion on his plate was not eaten. Ha! Another time the step father was enjoying our meal until he found out it was venison, at least there was more left for the rest of us.
Humberto, can you spare one of those hindquarters? Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm!!!
But that is part of the fun. Dressing so you are warm and comfortable no matter the weather.
Sitting quietly in the woods all week during deer camp is much better mental therapy than spending thousands on some moron therapist who will insist all your problems are because daddy didn't buy you that red Matchbox when you were 6.
Yep. Its true. All of it is true. If we we weren't killers we would be extinct because of the wolves and such.
Now THAT was funny!!!
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