Bliss by Harry Bliss for October 22, 2020

Gore him before he kills one of your family members.

Now, let’s just take that gun and bury it In a very deep hole.

Ah, Harry, the master of beautiful Anthropomorphisms…

Taking your new friend to a stag party?

Nice try but that is not how it works . Would you like to explain to me why I did the work and your family ate my garden ;-)

He finally quit passing the buck.

He had poor gun control, couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn

Now let’s find us an elk-a-hole, deer friend!

How endeering!

I guess I’m the only one who saw it as The Antlered Man or Green Man…

And another one bites the dust….

Still has a rifle in his hands, though.

Not a good idea to stand so close to your new friend in the twilight. He’s not the only hunter in the world.

As he leads his new friend to a cave of bears.

“Okay your turn to wear the antlers and put this deer scent on you.” “I’m gonna get in the tree stand.”

I appreciate deer and their place in the ecosystem, but left unchecked they become too destructive to the environment, as the Yellowstone project proved when wolves, the apex predator, were reintroduced to the park in the 1990s by Doug Smith. Also, hunting to feed your family is fine, but armed yahoos with itchy trigger fingers and hangovers from partying with their “hunting” buddies are a dangerous pain in the arse.

Bliss is often wierd enough without the extra help.

It’s much like the kangaroo hunter scene from Crocodile Dundee, only from a heavenly perspective.

I am reminded of the following joke by Gilbert Gottfried joke. Yes, it is profane.

https://youtu.be/LUK9VAiFZLo?list=RDLUK9VAiFZLo&t=57

You don’t really come here to hunt, do you?

Now THAT is bliss!