You all are sissies. I go out, butt naked, with nothing between me and the world but my dangly parts. I slither around like a snake and sneak up on a deer. I then put him in a trance with my Hindu/Vulcan mind tricks I learned as a youth growing up in the Himalayans, raised by a pack of Yetis. After I get the deer in a trance, I use my Zen skills to apply the five point exploding heart technique I learned while being held captive by a breed of Amazon swim suit models using me as a sex slave to help repopulate their species. Then I conger my spooky and mystic powers to cause the guts to fly out of the body, the skin to fall off, and all the meat to package itself and deposit it in my freezer at home. So I don’t want to hear any more about how much you guys are hunters. Ha, I fart in your general direction. Your mothers were hamsters, and your fathers smelt of elderberries. Now go away or ill be forced to taunt you a second time.