letme paint you a picture, its early morning, The sun has not long since risen, in the calm tranquility of teh countryside, shrowded in a low mist, a merry bunch of creatures have assembled, and are going about their busniess, in a quiet unassuming way, un beknownst to them on the otherside of teh mist, are hunters...
With a crack and a flash a shower of bullets rips through the mist, and less poetically,it also rips through the flesh of these cute, fluffy anmals, and indeed their feathered friends.
Animal rights activists are doubtlessly very upset by this type of thing.
I however applaud it, and in celebration am cooking a mixed game stew.
Thats right my kids, Mummy is cooking the assembled cast of Bambi for tea, except teh skunk, that smelly twat can fuck right off.
About Me
- Fanylion Manylion
- Some people have a lot of thoughts and like to share them, others just have an endless stream of words residing in their head that are better placed outside of it, I aren't sure which of those categories I fall into.
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