He must have had a lot of magazines stacked next to his toilet
This isn’t a caption you see every day:
People in rural areas send in hunting photos like this all the time to local papers. I find it a little grotesque. I’m sure some PETA members experienced some schadenfreude after seeing this.
I used to work at one of those papers, in particular a small one in the Allegany Mountains of New York.
While people were allowed to send photos in to us, we would take the photo if, and only if, the hunter/trapper/fisherman brought his bounty to the newsroom.
Once, a fellow brought a big buck in on the back of his pick-up. I grabbed my camera and mentioned to our intern that she ought to come along, since this would be her job over the summer.
Out on the street, the guy mugged with the buck. I looked through the viewfinder.
“Looks good, but do you think you could do something about the tongue,” that was wagging out of the dead deer’s mouth, I said.
“Sure thing,” said the hunter. He drew a Bowie knife and with an automatic motion, cut it off and drew the severed organ from view.
I then got set to take the picture when the hunter said, “Before you do that, don’t you think you ought to see if she’s all right?”
I look down, and there was the intern, passed out on the street.