I hate hunting.
I get the point of it and all that so I don't publicly bash on it (although sometimes I'd like to, especially when people post their photos of dead deer on the FB, I mean seriously I don't want to effin see it jackass!).
Anyways, besides the picturing innocent animals getting their lives taken at gun point....I really hate it because it kinda upsets my outdoor adventuring.
Although, it does mean me and my dog get to match day in and day out (hunter orange, woot woot!)....it also means we get to totally blow up hunter's hot spots on a regular basis as we trudge through the woods.
But the best thing about this hunting season is that the baby fawn colored cow on my road gets to wear a sweet ass orange colored neckwarmer.
