Well, you’ve gone and done it: killed a trophy buck, or turkey, or aardvark or whatever you were hunting. What’s the first thing you do? In the old days, (defined as ‘five years ago’) we’d stop before field dressing the animal in order to light up a cigar, take a small snort from the medicinal flask hidden in the bottom of the pack and generally savor the moment. That was before Facephamplet, Tweeter and all those other social media things became such a big part of our lives.
Social Media Misfires
Social Media Misfires
Social Media Misfires
Well, you’ve gone and done it: killed a trophy buck, or turkey, or aardvark or whatever you were hunting. What’s the first thing you do? In the old days, (defined as ‘five years ago’) we’d stop before field dressing the animal in order to light up a cigar, take a small snort from the medicinal flask hidden in the bottom of the pack and generally savor the moment. That was before Facephamplet, Tweeter and all those other social media things became such a big part of our lives.