I'll tell you what, folks. When you find yourself in the woods, something inside you changes. You begin to hear the rustle of leaves, see footprints on the ground, smell the scent of game in the air. It's as if our savage ancestors are awakening in our veins. Hunting is not just a skill, it is our heritage, something that is encased within our souls. We become hunters when we realize that this connection to nature is part of who we are. And when you smell fresh flesh in the woods, it doesn't matter what came before or what comes after. You just unholster your stutzen and stick it in a young camper girl's juicy pussy. Because you can. Because you have to.
