The boys I know over in Canada that go to moose camp every year call them Road Chickens. You get away from civilization a bit and apparently they actually still exist in some numbers. They all carry a shotgun on their 4 wheelers and shoot them off the sides of the trails for camp meat.
Destry
P.S. to Fred: Where did you get that family photo of mine? I want it back!
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I was as virtuously given as a gentleman need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in good compass: and now I live out of all order, out of all compass. Falstaff - Henry IV
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