“Why does my deer taste like lawn clippings and dog [Bleeeeep!]?” says the modern deer hunter.

“Well that’s because it spent all it’s waking hours grazing in the neighbors front yard, and they have a dog!” says the homeowner.

“But I killed it...in the woods!” says the modern deer hunter.

“That’s my backyard!” says the homeowner.

“I are Man, deer taste good ” grunts the modern deer hunter as he shakes his head and saunters back inside his camper trailer, to grab another Busch light from his knock of Yeti cooler. *loud techno music can be heard as he opens the door* “I....are....MAN” he says again, this time to Todd, as he Chuggs another beer and begins to dance.

“Fuckin Sky-Guy” the homeowner says to himself as he stands in his driveway, shaking his head.