I'm not opposed to hunting and I love eating steaks, chicken, you name it.
But let's be real. Imagine if you're from Nevada and you see a Californian across the border. You raise up your rifle and go, "Man! Look at that Californian! He's going to be absolutely delicious!" Then you shoot him and run over to his corpse and bleeding body and go,
"What a fucking beauty! A Californian that weighs 190 lbs of muscle, likes to shit on the streets in San Francisco. Going to put this one in the truck and cook all that meat! WHHHEEEEEEEW!!! GOT MYSELF A CALIFORNIAN!!!"
But let's be real. Imagine if you're from Nevada and you see a Californian across the border. You raise up your rifle and go, "Man! Look at that Californian! He's going to be absolutely delicious!" Then you shoot him and run over to his corpse and bleeding body and go,
"What a fucking beauty! A Californian that weighs 190 lbs of muscle, likes to shit on the streets in San Francisco. Going to put this one in the truck and cook all that meat! WHHHEEEEEEEW!!! GOT MYSELF A CALIFORNIAN!!!"