[Hat tip: 6 Meat Buffet]
The cold wind pricked me through my camouflage jumpsuit. It flowed through the trees and sounded a chilling low howl in the desolate forest. I was just about to reach for my Thermos of chicken soup when a branch cracking caused my head to snap up. I scanned the 5am gloom and saw a dull red light bouncing towards me through the trees. I raised my SKS assault rifle, switched off the safety, and squinted down the sight line.
Venison is served.