I read an article this week about the Penna Deer Hunting Season...more people Hunt deer in Pa than any other State. I remember going Deer Hunting with a certain Macho guy from Mechanicsburg in the Fall of 1970. I remember breakfast at a roach infested Diner/Bar where guys in plaid were bellying up for a "pre-hunt" shot & beer @ 4:30 AM. I remember Freezing my "cougars" off. I remember wishing I was Deep Sea Fishing...and I Hate Deep Sea Fishing! I remember shooting a Rabbit and thinking, "what did I do that for?"
- Hunting is Good
- ...just not for me...
Just my thoughts...
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Excuse me, we were hunting "small game". Besides, the roaches tasted good mixed in with the home fries. I was keeping you in training during your Army Days at New Cumberland Army Depot.
My son-in-law just got back from a trip to the woods with his buds...the stories he tells...chilly, wet etc...no tanks! But he goes every year...go figure?
If deer tasted like cheese danish They would be on the endangered list and I'd have a TV outdoor adventure show and be the Great White Overweight Hunter
So...what did you do with the Dead Rabbit? Did you kill any Squirrels>?
Mr. Puckett... we dined on succulent "Rabbit Stew". Not only us but the whole brigade at New Cumberland Army base. We were only shooting ears off of squirrels. Didn't want to hurt the little critters.
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