It's getting to the point where you just don't want to go outside. Wading through a sea of turkeys, some pecking your legs and too many of them staring at you is bad enough. But now every time I open the door, it's like a field of death. I don't have anything against hunting (as long as I don't have to do it), but it's a little excessive, don't you
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