...you bring your wife and daughter home for a nice dinner with your parents, and, upon arrival, find your big brother [who never left the nest] at the table cutting up a deer.
...you bring your wife and daughter home for a nice dinner with your parents, and, upon arrival, find your big brother [who never left the nest] at the table cutting up a deer.
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Well...that's pleasant...heh.
Brother gave us ten pounds of venison sausage for spaghetti.
Yum!
SCORE! Go bro!
Sounds like a story Bayou has told me several times.
I know you guys like that, but there's just no way I could handle eating that.
Sassy, handle eating what? Turkey & waffles, or deer?
How cool! I scored some venison last week from some friends, and I was immensely grateful.
Yes, deer processing on the kitchen table, too familiar a brother scene. But have you ever opened the freezer to find aluminum foil wrapped something, with bony nubs sticking out. Turned out to be a squirrel.
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