Trophy hunting aside people need to lay off of hunters in Canada.
Hunters and anglers in Canada provide the majority of cash that goes towards animal protection and habitat protection.
When i hear some hippie from Toronto dressed up in flannel thinking he is a lumberjack demonize hunters i just laugh. Because i know that idiot spends more money at starbucks then on habitat protection.
Oh, those poor hunters with their arsenal of guns and bullets. I used to be married to one. Him and his partners would spend the day hunting for pheasants and if they did not get any, on the way home they they would shoot any unfortunate cats and dogs that happened to be nearbyTrophy hunting aside people need to lay off of hunters in Canada.
Hunters and anglers in Canada provide the majority of cash that goes towards animal protection and habitat protection.
When i hear some hippie from Toronto dressed up in flannel thinking he is a lumberjack demonize hunters i just laugh. Because i know that idiot spends more money at starbucks then on habitat protection.
Should have happened soonerWhat goes around.. comes around.
Happy or not, the mean thing is that he is gone at lastYou can bet he died Happier than any of the sour indoorsy haters on here.
At least he had a sense of humour.Oh, those poor hunters with their arsenal of guns and bullets. I used to be married to one. Him and his partners would spend the day hunting for pheasants and if they did not get any, on the way home they they would shoot any unfortunate cats and dogs that happened to be nearby
Oh shut ye festering gob Bill.You can bet he died Happier than any of the sour indoorsy haters on here.
More rapier wit and blazing insight from the usual suspect.Oh shut ye festering gob Bill.
I've been thinking of getting a scottish fold which if I can get one I will name Edward G. Robinson Bill..More rapier wit and blazing insight from the usual suspect.
FYI-Dogs don't live long and Cats aren't worth the food they eat.
There are cats and dogs roaming pheasant habitat?Oh, those poor hunters with their arsenal of guns and bullets. I used to be married to one. Him and his partners would spend the day hunting for pheasants and if they did not get any, on the way home they they would shoot any unfortunate cats and dogs that happened to be nearby
Cats aren't worth the food they eat.
Happy or not, the mean thing is that he is gone at last
Should have happened sooner
Happy or not, the mean thing is that he is gone at last
Fukk off Pudney and get your decrepit tired old azz to bed. Don't forget your ear plugs.Only one thing to say after a comment like that,......... we can only hope that you follow him, sooner than later.
Thanks for proving how much of a useless c*nt you really are.
I disagree profoundly with trophy hunting, but it takes another (much lower) level of humanity to wish death on another human being, who hasn't actually broken any laws!