Ahh, the joy of killing the helpless. Ma and pa use the shotgun, but that's the sissy way. I try to even out the fight (when hunting them deer and varmints) so I done and made me some antlers and I try to run after them and jab them with it until they die. "Die you varmints, die!" (Sorry, gettin in the mood of the killing, y'all) Pa said we are thinning the herds for their own health, so we be doing some important work. We also need the extra meat to feed ma, or she gets squirly. No one likes ma when she's squirly.