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Originally Posted by curlydawg
#19 wasn't scary, he lives in Kentucky. He was just providing meat for his family, at least that's how I saw it  |
My mom grew up on a tiny dirt farm in Sulphur, Kentucky, during the Depression. Not sure the place still exists. She learned to shoot when she was 8, a 22 rifle. Forget when she killed her first squirrel. Went in the stewpot that night. Still happens.
If I made an urban 8yr-old go out & kill/trap her own meal now it might be child abuse.
