Hunting

I feel it is my manly duty to kill a beast.

When in the company of men, there are certain subjects that can be discussed: sports, work, power tools, and hunting.

Although I like sports, I don't actively follow a league. I could talk about work, but those conversations usually end up with the other guy complaining about his job. There isn't much to say about my circular saw, so that leaves me with hunting.

The best story I have about killing animals is when I murdered a steak on the barbecue. When the meat is indistinguishable from the coals, you know you have a problem.

I should go to the forest and kill a lion, a bear, a dear, a rabbit, or maybe catch a butterfly, just so I can have a story to tell the guys. But since my prowess in the jungle is limited to having read the magnificent stories of Tarzan of the Apes, I'll have to satisfy myself with shooting spit-balls at stray tabbies. I could then tell the men about the time I fought that big cat.

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  1. *Grunting like Tim-the-toolman-Taylor*

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  2. My only complaint is that the post is too short.

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