Big Game Hunting
It was a beautiful day elk hunting. I downed my elk, and was in the process of boning the elk out. About 15 minuted into the process, I hear branches break behind me. I didn't think anything of it, untill I heard a growl. I thought oh crap it better not be a bear. Just as I said bear, a huge hairy thing jumped out of the bush and ran right towards me. Knowing later that it was bigfoot, I would have punched his hairy butt right in the face to prevent him from taking off with my elk. I guess since I was unlucky about my elk, I am very lucky to still be alive.
Wow thats pretty prehistoric.
Great story!!!
What a sad commentary on our next generation. PETA or the Humane Society couldn't have done a more offensive job of lampooning our sport of hunting.
Ok, thats just retarded,
Dave must be a really common name
I was pretty excited to read the story...but you had to throw bigfoot in there...
BIGFOOT! REALLY!?!?!
Should have turned around HEH?!?!
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What a sad commentary on our next generation. PETA or the Humane Society couldn't have done a more offensive job of lampooning our sport of hunting.
Ok, thats just retarded,
I was pretty excited to read the story...but you had to throw bigfoot in there...
BIGFOOT! REALLY!?!?!
Should have turned around HEH?!?!
Dave must be a really common name
Wow thats pretty prehistoric.
Great story!!!
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