my first hunting trip was quite eventful i must ve been about five or six an essential rite of passage for those consigned here with a dick shot size five was recommended for a clean efficient kill they laughed as i cried and stroked his blood soaked iridescent quills don t recall just how i got there to the hatchery i mean stumbled through the bush on a field trip and there it stood in front of me i stooped down upon the concrete pad to verify what i was seeing the aftermath of stomping boots upon hundreds of tiny helpless beings hello despair and booze fueled rage how do you do my gilded cage stupid chick on the conveyor belt staring at her severed foot stupid pig despairing at the sight of his companion on a hook you ever see that stupid cow chasing the truck that drove off with her calf stupid lower order always good good for a good laugh debarked declawed defanged dehorned wings clipped toes cut branded teeth pulled farewell despair and booze fueled rage how do you do soon to be emptied cage 