Women that hunt...?

Responding to myself here: I just want y'all to know that when I came across that orchid: I was all stomp stomp stomp in the nature that was NOT my home nature.

I was stomping. (I think I mentioned that?) And then, out of no where, this mighty murderous beast leapt up and out and came right at me!

It came right at me!

I shit you not!

Me, terrified, prepared for death: I leap into the air as The Murder Beast of the Underbrush conducts it's DEATH CHARGE.

The Murder Beast passed under my feet: because I leapt so high I was able to thwart it's initial attempt to inflict death.

As I leapt; I drew my side arm from its holster. I spun in mid-air. (Like a ninja. Not bragging, just telling y'all the true facts of my near death experience with the Murder Beast.)

As I completed my rotation, and landed, in battle stance, weapon drawn, aimed, ready to fire: Like a ninja: I faced the Murder Beast eye to eye.

With it's sharp pointy teeth!

Biggest freaking rabbit I ever seen in my life. Like, the size of a basic 1100 watt microwave. With sharp pointy teeth!

Hunting ain't no joke y'all!

/r/GenderCritical Thread Parent