Listen…
If you kill things for fun, there’s something wrong with you. It’s as simple as that. In 2007 there just has to be better ways to have fun than killing animals just for kicks. Americans, I’m talking to you, that’s right, I’m going to generalise and you know what? I feel ok about it.
“Sport” hunting is everywhere, including here in oz, but having spent a lot of time in the U.S over the last few years, it’s nothing compared to the sick culture you people have going there. Don’t get me wrong, the United States are awesome and guns are just plain fun, I’ve owned a few over the years, and I still have one, but the thought of shooting an animal dead in it’s natural habitat for fun just makes my blood boil. So grow up you fuckers. Get a hobby (or a life) and shoot for precision or clay for reflexes or whatever you need to do to feel like a man.
Drive your “truck” out into a field somewhere throw random fun stuff up in the air and try to blast it with a Sig Sauer P229 before it lands. Be creative. I’m sure your girl (or sister) will think you’re sexy as hell, but killing animals for sport just makes you a little bitch-ass pussy in my eyes, and yes, I would be more than happy to discuss this in person.
Fuck you very much.
Flame on.
j