When I was a kid, I went hunting with my dad. A buck jumped out in front of where we were hunting, and I went to shoot it. However, I got to excited, and instead of shooting in behind the shoulder blade, I pulled the shot. The buck didn’t take off. Instead, he just kind of scrunched up, like he was in pain. I reloaded the rifle and finished him with a second shot. When we inspected the carcass, we found out that I had somehow shot the deer directly in the testicles, hence the reaction.
That deer is exactly what being an Husker fan is like. Life seems fine, then some douchebag shoots you right in the balls before killing you.
Even vegetarians know something’s gonna kill off the deer. If we don’t have wolves, might as well do it ourselves. Unglate bastards are prolific reproducers and will populate themselves into starvation if left unchecked.
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u/Hobbes427 Nebraska Cornhuskers • Sickos 7d ago
When I was a kid, I went hunting with my dad. A buck jumped out in front of where we were hunting, and I went to shoot it. However, I got to excited, and instead of shooting in behind the shoulder blade, I pulled the shot. The buck didn’t take off. Instead, he just kind of scrunched up, like he was in pain. I reloaded the rifle and finished him with a second shot. When we inspected the carcass, we found out that I had somehow shot the deer directly in the testicles, hence the reaction.
That deer is exactly what being an Husker fan is like. Life seems fine, then some douchebag shoots you right in the balls before killing you.