Tuesday, May 31, 2011
like doe-eyed Bambi...
If you go out shooting, bashing, whatever, for fun, shooting birds, little creatures, etc, because its (and I am using this word again,) because it is fun, YOU HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM AND ARE GOING TO BE A SERIAL KILLER FREAK WHEN YOU GROW UP! that is all. In fact, on a side note, I once had a crush on this boy when I was in high school, and then I found out that he goes "bunny bashing" with his bastard friends. CRUSH OVER! That is so disgusting. For those of you who don't know, bunnies actually scream, they SCREAM, and cry and you can hear them right before they get "bashed" with the golf club, or bat, or whatever other sick instrument is being used. This is what gets these losers excited? Wow, you are sexy...? Not. So repulsive. Have fun being in an abusive relationship with those "hotties," ladies.
In Bambi stupid hunters not only shoot at everything, but they have like a thousand nasty dogs that supposedly hunt for the hunter, taking down the beast and hurting it before the guy can show up and kill it, leave their camp fire unattended and burn down the forest!? What is that?! Poor Bambi gets shot. GETS SHOT and is laying there for quite a while... and this is where I got really upset... no hunter ever shows up to put him out of his misery, strap him to the hood of his jeep, NOTHING! So Bambi survives, which is happy. He fathers some twin fawns with his foxy doe eyed girlfriend, Faline.
All is well that ends well? Well, all of those little animals still had to completely relocate from their woodland home to keep from getting murdered or fried crispy. So sad.
And that is all I have to say about that, I think. Now, go plant a tree or pick up some garbage... Recycle that water bottle, dude.