Hunting N F**king

Posted in Foul Language

I pulled into a town I couldnt believe still existed in the eighties.
A dusty, dirt road, a little old wooden store that actually said General Store, and that was it. There was a little old man sitting in front of the store in a rocking chair… I said to him, What do you folks do around here?

He said, We dont do nothin but hunt n fuck.

I said, What do you hunt?

He said, Somethinto fuck.

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