The plan is to get “City Folk” to realize that their yummy steak used to live, breath and chew it’s cud in a pasture. Once the realization hits that they can get that same yummy steak by just hitting it with their car, I’m sure they will run out and buy a hunting license to go shoot their own squirrel/moose steaks. (OK, I don’t follow the logic here either, but I’m not Canadian. Eh?)

I personally think I would just spend more time driving around in the woods in my truck. I love to eat dear and elk, but I hate wandering through the woods with 10,000 hunters who just bought a new rifle in Seattle or Portland and decided to go to Eastern Oregon or Eastern Washington and try it out. We call these people “Portland Hunters”, and they usually bag 2 or 3 humans each year with the shinny new guns they don’t know how to use.

Also, it is fricken colder that a witches “underside of the cud chewing animal above” in the fall and winter when dear and elk season are on. I would love to be able to just drive around with a beer, I mean “Non-Alcoholic Beverage” in the sunny summertime and whack dear, elk and bear with the front of my truck.

If you really think about it, it would be a whole hell of a lot cheaper than hunting. You wouldn’t need a gun. (Not that you really need a gun now, I hit a dear once, and just backed over it when it tried to leave the scene of the crime. That’s what’s known as a “double tap”.) You wouldn’t need to spend money on a hunting license, ammunition, hiking boots, warm clothes etc… And, if the critter damaged your vehicle, you could always turn it into your insurance company for repairs.

Like I said, I love Canadians…. Here’s the rest of the story.

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