[going hot]

You are out there.......freezing to death, nothing but ice in all directions. Oh, and starving to death as well.

Look there! Spotting a mammoth.

And all you have are 20 of you with sharp sticks.

What to do, what to do...

[rlmorel]

Yer gonna get yourself some mammoth ribs, that’s what yer gonna do!

[ApplegateRanch]

After looking at the map, and gazing wistfully to the warm south, I grind my teeth, and tell my men, “you have three choices: stand here and freeze while starving; head south and try again to kill an enraged rhino, which is why we’re here in the first place; or take out that mammoth thing over yonder.”