Back in Mexico we had to hunt for food. We were so poor that we had no other choice. I was responsible for bringing home the meat. I would go out as a little boy with nothing by a stick and rusty nail and I would hunt. I would never come home empty handed, however the animals I hunted were mainly rodents, like rats.
These crazy fucks have a page dedicated to their hunting pics. Their animal of choice is the Brown Bear. I won’t post pics, because dead animals are gross.
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