Roadside Bomb OR Bambi Come Home!

I love hunters. They go out into the wild and kill things. Sometimes they eat what they kill. Sometimes they just wound what they are trying to kill and the prey gets aways to slowly die somewhere. Which is awesome as long as death is involved.

It's also really cool to find this shit all over the place during hunting season.

I am guessing just the head and legs were dumped because it was a female deer and NOT in season at the time of the kill. Hope Bambi knows how to fend for herself, cause momma ain't coming home. That's kinda why they have a season for female deer, because we outta give them a month or two to raise their young so hunters can blast them next year. It's so hard to find meat in the stores today. Here's another...
If you can make it out, this is a maggot infested head and legs. It smells really bad, and I have to drive past it a few times everyday. This photo is a few weeks old, so all that is left now is a ribcage. Yeah! Death!

See I play video games, and my step mom thinks that violent games warp your mind. Meanwhile my dad goes out and actually kills stuff, but that's all good. "Why don't you go hunting with your Dad?" Maybe because I don't want to ACTUALLY shoot living things to death. Well, that is, unless they are climbing through my window in the middle of the night. That person, or animal, will be shot repeatedly.

Happy Hunting!