I hate hunters--those who hunt for sport and the thrill. There I said it. In this particular circumstance, I hate these kids parents more.
On the front page of the local section of a recent Palm Beach Post, is an article, Gator Hunt part of Wild Adventure.
It was a nauseating revelation--teaching our youth how to lure, to kill, how to torture and how to mock the carcass they just speared to death. Now little Johnny can brag to his friends that "I killed my first gator" and his dad can be so proud. What a lesson in life.
4 comments:
Baby needs a new pair of shoes
So much hate today Lynn. Bad day?
Great day. Why? Are you a hunter? Maybe a smart aleck kid with bad parents? I'm not too thrilled with either one.
Gaters taste like chicken!
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