You’ve heard of people hanging “trophy” heads on their walls — well, why not trophy asses? I can think of a thousand reasons why not, but a tiny hunter subculture has gone ahead and done it anyway. This is where redneck humor collides with corpse desecration, and the results are about what you would expect. What’s intended to be outrageously sick and twisted comes off, to me anyway, as overwhelmingly sad. But at least there’s none of the hypocrisy of giving thanks for the animal you’ve killed. Link.
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