Colin's no longer in a Coma

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Correctomondo Gringo. By definition, I am white trash also. What is it with you wanks and guns eh. Boys with toys is that….or is it that Marine corps bulls~~~.

Then you and I are not in the same class. I don’t chew tobacco or smoke cigarettes. I only smoke expensive cigars. I don’t wear hats other than my half topper. I don’t like macaroni and cheese or frozen burritos, but I will eat the occasional hot dog. I can’t stand cheap beer. As you should know, I’m very picky about the alcoholic beverages I consume. You will find no confederate flags at my home. I have one old American flag that only has 48 stars on it, obviously made before we adopted the other two states.

If you have to ask why we like guns, you wouldn’t understand the answer. Besides, by lumping us all together again, you ignorant wretch, you must have no idea how much the liberal left wingers hate guns. I grew up on a farm with guns. Learned how to shoot one at around 10 years old. Owning guns is as natural as owning a wallet. You leave the house, you grab your wallet, your keys, your flashlight, your knife and your gun. It’s just a part of life. As well as personal protection, it’s also a fun hobby.

Have you never shot a gun?

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

I am perceived as white pond scum by this decadent society. Underneath belies a specimen beset, whose Hippocampus cannot forget.
I like to roast you. I understand the attraction with firearms. No, I haven’t fired a gun, have no desire to. Not really an outdoor pursuit participant. You know, paintball, dirt bikes, pheasant shooting, or in America, alligator hunting, deer shooting etc
Nurture nature, not destroy. Go walking in the countryside. Always see some smiley faced dog walker though. Usually go another way if I see another two legged specimen.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I am perceived as white pond scum by this decadent society. Underneath belies a specimen beset, whose Hippocampus cannot forget. I like to roast you. I understand the attraction with firearms. No, I haven’t fired a gun, have no desire to. Not really an outdoor pursuit participant. You know, paintball, dirt bikes, pheasant shooting, or in America, alligator hunting, deer shooting etc Nurture nature, not destroy. Go walking in the countryside. Always see some smiley faced dog walker though. Usually go another way if I see another two legged specimen.

If you have no desire to shoot a gun then you cannot understand the attraction.

I don’t destroy nature unless it’s a nasty possum or armadillo. I am not a hunter, although I have nothing against it. Nothing wrong with eating game birds or venison.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Possums/Armadillos are not nasty. Beautiful creatures.
Guns are for the sponge-columned. Real men use words thrust as daggers. Failing that, unleash the beast personified through a straightner.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Possums/Armadillos are not nasty. Beautiful creatures. Guns are for the sponge-columned. Real men use words thrust as daggers. Failing that, unleash the beast personified through a straightner.

I used to be a real man. Now I am old and failing in health. Knowing how to shoot guns well is a necessity now. You’d be lucky to get within 300 yards of my place. You’d never see or hear it coming.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Branched offParticipant 10926]

I live in England and I love guns and I love hunting. I work in the outdoors and I love nature. I find it hard to imagine what it would be like to not love nature and not love hunting for me the two are joined. I know there are guys who like nature and don’t hunt (like say that dreadful Chris Packham anti hunt Nazi) but that is not me. I see the wonder in wildlife. I am also part of the ecosystem. I am an animal that hunts. I love to hunt. It feels right to me and I wonder how it can do anything else to other people. While some may genuinely have lost their innate hunting instinct through nature no longer selecting for it, I find it interesting to observe that most of those who do not like to hunt are urban in origin and most who do are rural. I think opportunity is a big part of it. Did your dad put an air rifle in your hands when you were young? It seems to make a big difference. Colin you are your own man mate but it is OK to love guns and love hunting. It doesn’t make me bad it just makes me jealous of the Americans.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

I live in England and I love guns and I love hunting. I work in the outdoors and I love nature. I find it hard to imagine what it would be like to not love nature and not love hunting for me the two are joined. I know there are guys who like nature and don’t hunt (like say that dreadful Chris Packham anti hunt Nazi) but that is not me. I see the wonder in wildlife. I am also part of the ecosystem. I am an animal that hunts. I love to hunt. It feels right to me and I wonder how it can do anything else to other people. While some may genuinely have lost their innate hunting instinct through nature no longer selecting for it, I find it interesting to observe that most of those who do not like to hunt are urban in origin and most who do are rural. I think opportunity is a big part of it. Did your dad put an air rifle in your hands when you were young? It seems to make a big difference. Colin you are your own man mate but it is OK to love guns and love hunting. It doesn’t make me bad it just makes me jealous of the Americans.

Ha, “….jealous of Americans….”. There is nothing wrong with consuming animals. Animals consume other animals to live. Meat is good for the body. I do not agree with hunters who kill just to kill and will not use the meat of the animal. That is not ethical, unless it’s a possum or armadillo which are nasty creatures that need to be dealt with because they are pests.

I know Colin likes his geese, but a friend of mine is a goose hunter and he made some sausage that had some goose meat in it and it was very tasty. I had never had it before and now I’d like to try duck.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Branched offParticipant 10926]

The way I see it humans consume the cells of other living things to gain energy and nutrition. Plant or animal, its all someone else’s cells. That’s not too pleasant to think of but it is the reality. I work with trees (as my avatar suggests). I have come to understand plants over the years and while I have killed god only knows how many trees, I have come to see they really are alive just like us. They are not conscious but they are more helpless than animals -they can’t even run away. We kill them freely and do not even think about it and they are only trying to make a life. Humans kill to live one way or another.

There is no joy in killing but there is great joy in a successful completion of a hunt and something dies then. Its a bit of a paradox. All I can do to explain it is say this -Put me in a field with a bunch of deer and you would have to pay me good money to shoot one as there would be no joy I it but I will sit in the woods for hours just hoping to get shot at a wild one because there is a challenge in it and when I do shoot one I will be very happy inside. I will also be sorry for the deer and go through the German hunting ritual to honour the dead animal (we don’t have English hunting rituals but it is such good thing to do to respect the animal that I borrowed the German one since I am anglo saxon in origin). Its what I am. I am a hunter who has empathy but I am still a hunter.

I would take pleasure in feeding the geese in a park and if I lived a bit further away for others I would also make up some cartridges for an old 10 gague Winchester model 1901 I have and take a shot at them when they fly over my house. To put your own shot goose on the table at Christmas would be really something. To eat what you shoot is very wholesome. There is a lot of fun in shooting vermin even though you do not eat it. Rabbits are a mighty pest and I often shoot more than I can eat when the land owners ask me to. Don’t get me started on the damaged caused by the grey squirrel in forestry. Some things need shooting (from a human competition point of view even when they are not eaten. But there is greater satisfaction in eating game you have shot. It is the full hunting experience (though my children complain mightily that they eat venison too much). When I was a boy I had a hawk who was very good at catching ducks. They are pretty tasty. I would go and take a shot at some if you see any.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

I’m getting lazy in my old age and don’t hunt anymore because I don’t want to have to clean the animal so I can eat it. About the only thing I will clean these days is a fish. They’re pretty easy to fillet off the bones and out of the skin/scales. Back when I was a kid living on the farm, it was such a wonderful way to grow up. Me and my dad would be sitting around and I’d say, “Dad, can we have fish/squirrel/rabbit for supper tonight?”, and which ever one we chose, we’d just go right out and catch it or shoot it, bring it home and clean it and fry it in a cast iron skillet with some potatoes.

Growing up in the country was really great. When I got older, I and some friends of mine were out drinking and we got a craving for frog legs. We were driving around on an old back road and found a pond, got out with a flash light and grabbed some frogs. This was late at night, but we still took them home and cleaned them and fried them up and ate them right then and there. Pretty good food after a long night of drinking.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Branched offParticipant 10926]

I have never eaten frogs’ legs. We tease the French over their doing it. They call us “roast beef” and we call them “frogs”. Still I fancy trying frogs’ legs. Will any frog do or are there tasty kinds?

Sounds like you had a great childhood Hermit.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

I have never eaten frogs’ legs. We tease the French over their doing it. They call us “roast beef” and we call them “frogs”. Still I fancy trying frogs’ legs. Will any frog do or are there tasty kinds?
Sounds like you had a great childhood Hermit.

I never knew it was a French thing when I was a kid on the farm. It was just one of the wild animals we’d eat……..fish, frog legs, crawdads, squirrels, rabbits, quail………

The only frog legs I’ve ever eaten were from bullfrogs, the kind that sit around ponds at night and have a very deep sounding croak. I don’t know if you have any where you live. Many people use a gig, which is a long stick with a type of metal fork on the end, but we use to just grab them by hand and throw them in a bucket. In either case, you have to blind them by shining a flashlight in their eyes and they’ll just sit there so you can grab or gig them.

I don’t know how the French prepare them, but I’ve always had them rolled in flour, salt and pepper and fried in grease. They taste pretty good.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Branched off wrote:

I live in England and I love guns and I love hunting. I work in the outdoors and I love nature. I find it hard to imagine what it would be like to not love nature and not love hunting for me the two are joined. I know there are guys who like nature and don’t hunt (like say that dreadful Chris Packham anti hunt Nazi) but that is not me. I see the wonder in wildlife. I am also part of the ecosystem. I am an animal that hunts. I love to hunt. It feels right to me and I wonder how it can do anything else to other people. While some may genuinely have lost their innate hunting instinct through nature no longer selecting for it, I find it interesting to observe that most of those who do not like to hunt are urban in origin and most who do are rural. I think opportunity is a big part of it. Did your dad put an air rifle in your hands when you were young? It seems to make a big difference. Colin you are your own man mate but it is OK to love guns and love hunting. It doesn’t make me bad it just makes me jealous of the Americans.

I understand the innate male desire to hunt, it is in our ancestral DNA. I like to roast sperm about the US obsession with weapons. If forced, I would hunt for my food, but personally I don’t desire to hunt for sport.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

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Branched off wrote:

I live in England and I love guns and I love hunting. I work in the outdoors and I love nature. I find it hard to imagine what it would be like to not love nature and not love hunting for me the two are joined. I know there are guys who like nature and don’t hunt (like say that dreadful Chris Packham anti hunt Nazi) but that is not me. I see the wonder in wildlife. I am also part of the ecosystem. I am an animal that hunts. I love to hunt. It feels right to me and I wonder how it can do anything else to other people. While some may genuinely have lost their innate hunting instinct through nature no longer selecting for it, I find it interesting to observe that most of those who do not like to hunt are urban in origin and most who do are rural. I think opportunity is a big part of it. Did your dad put an air rifle in your hands when you were young? It seems to make a big difference. Colin you are your own man mate but it is OK to love guns and love hunting. It doesn’t make me bad it just makes me jealous of the Americans.

Ha, “….jealous of Americans….”. There is nothing wrong with consuming animals. Animals consume other animals to live. Meat is good for the body. I do not agree with hunters who kill just to kill and will not use the meat of the animal. That is not ethical, unless it’s a possum or armadillo which are nasty creatures that need to be dealt with because they are pests.
I know Colin likes his geese, but a friend of mine is a goose hunter and he made some sausage that had some goose meat in it and it was very tasty. I had never had it before and now I’d like to try duck.

“Now I’d like to try Duck”. Yeah, over my dead meatsuit.

[Branched offParticipant 10926]

Great advice thanks. Do you fry them skin off or skin on?

I think bull frogs are a lot bigger than the frogs we have round here and than the ones they get in France, so probably most frogs will do.

I wonder if eating frogs is the influence of French settlers at some point in the past? Did any Frogs settle in your area?

What’s a Crawdad?

Cheers,

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

Branched off wrote:

Great advice thanks. Do you fry them skin off or skin on?
I think bull frogs are a lot bigger than the frogs we have round here and than the ones they get in France, so probably most frogs will do.
I wonder if eating frogs is the influence of French settlers at some point in the past? Did any Frogs settle in your area?
What’s a Crawdad?
Cheers,

You skin the frog and then cut off his rear legs. There is a tendon you need to remove from the leg or else it will possibly cause the leg to jump when you fry it. It’s easy to find and remove. I’ve no idea about the French settlers, but I’m sure it’s possible. Apparently you have some North American bullfrogs over there. bullfrogs

I’ve always known them as crawdads, but you may call them crayfish over there.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

“Now I’d like to try Duck”. Yeah, over my dead meatsuit.

I’ve already eaten goose. There is nothing you can do to stop me from eating duck. Believe I’ll call my friend and have him shoot down some fresh ones this season.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Oh yes there is. I will beseech the Goose God, Gos to rain down a torrent of pellets as big as that star spangled head of yours. Flushed away with the rest of the turds.
Now, don’t make me dance in my soiled underpants…….

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

A Goose God, I love them. Their feathered bodies are soft and pliable.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Oh yes there is. I will beseech the Goose God, Gos to rain down a torrent of pellets as big as that star spangled head of yours. Flushed away with the rest of the turds.Now, don’t make me dance in my soiled underpants…….

Because you are such a nasty reprobate, I will plan, and make promise, to gorge myself on the flesh of as many ducks as my swollen stomach can contain.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

A Goose God, I love them. Their feathered bodies are soft and pliable.

………and there dark flesh is so tasty.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

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