Yep, our sport is 99.9% devoid of nasty, whiny, man-hating, stretch-pants-wearing, mullet-sporting, anti-American, nerve-grating feminists and nutty liberals. Yep, around the campfire and in the field, the lunatic left’s yarbling is non-existent.
Why the absence of the left’s asininity out in the brush? The answer is simple: The tree humpers don’t hunt, which is awesome!
For my God and country-loving tribe, this makes the air smell fresher, the food taste better, the wine taste sweeter, the buzz last longer, the stars shine brighter, the voice of God clearer, and the trip overwhelmingly blissful with such jackanapes missing from our mix.
Yep, the hunting camp is a traditional values paradise.