Trump is absolutely fantastic

[tyroneweaver]

Nothin transparent about this guy.


People Are Super Upset Don Jr. Is Going On Prairie Dog Hunting Spree

 

[Fenton Lum]

Cool, perhaps some unarmed black folk'll get a pass.

 

[Sunni Man]

I grew up in the barren plains of the southwest range land. The ranchers hated the prairie dogs that infested their cattle's grazing land. Because a cow would sometimes step into one their tunnel entrance holes and break its leg. Plus the cows must compete with the prairie dogs for grass to eat. In that they would trim the grass down around their prairie dog towns to have a clear view in order to watch for predators.

Us kids in the summer time would take our .22 long rifles and go prairie dog shooting in the early morning before it got hot. Crawling on our stomach's with the sun behind us to get close enough for a good shot. You had to be very quiet or they would hear you and disappear into their holes.

We would take aim and shot. All the other prairie dogs would jump into their holes. If you stayed silent and didn't move around. In a few minutes the prairie dogs would eventually come out and drag their dead friend into one of the tunnels. And the town would return to normal, with the dogs raised up on their hind legs "barking" and scampering back and forth between holes.

Then you pulled the trigger and drilled another prairie dog. You could repeat this for hours of fun. This was like heaven for a us 10 year old boys, pretending to be great white hunters. ..... ..

 

[Fenton Lum]

I grew up in the barren plains of the southwest range land. The ranchers hated the prairie dogs that infested their cattle's grazing land. Because a cow would sometimes step into one their tunnel entrance holes and break its leg. Plus the cows must compete with the prairie dogs for grass to eat. In that they would trim the grass down around their prairie dog towns to have a clear view in order to watch for predators.

Us kids in the summer time would take our .22 long rifles and go prairie dog shooting in the early morning before it got hot. Crawling on our stomach's with the sun behind us to get close enough for good a shot. You had to be very quiet or they would disappear into their holes.

You would take aim and shot the varmint. All the other prairie dogs would jump into their holes. If you stayed silent and didn't move around. Eventually the prairie dogs would come and drag their dead friend into one of the tunnels. And the town would go back to normal, with the dogs raised up on their hind legs "barking" and scampering back and forth between holes.

Then you pulled the trigger and drilled another prairie dog. You could repeat this for hours of fun. This was like heaven for a us 10 year old boys, pretending to be great white hunters. ..... ..

"This was like heaven for a us 10 year old boys, pretending to be great white hunters."

Yeah well, we've got lots of adults still living that fantasy.