I don't like the hogs being blown up, but I LOLed at this...
He who hath never 'sploded a hog; Let him cast the first stone.
He who hath never 'sploded a hog; Let him cast the first stone.
That's a lot of meat that could have went to homeless shelters.
Blowing **** up is fun, but the hunter in me thinks this is asinine.
I have access to a Lang 60 and no, cooking is no trouble at all! I am curious what the 200k tax dollar outlay got them in terms of actual meat on the plate.I don't know if that's just a feel good story and how long it lasts. it does pose some risks of cross contamination at the procession plants and the butchers/packers themselves.
cooking isn't a problem at all.
If I lived within a reasonable distance of land where I could hunt wild hogs without having to buy a license and with no bag limit, my family would probably eat very little store-bought pork.
Unless there's something about Trichinosis or something that I don't know about.
Oh, on the one end I'm sure there is some of that. On the other end what I said about it having to taste "good" also applies. I used to run a demolition crew with a lot of daily work/daily pay guys on it. Trust me when I say their is an art among soup kitchen fanciers and connoisseurs.May be the tinfoil hat wearing part of me, but I wonder if the roadblocks to making this seemingly endless source of meat available to truly needy consumers weren't/aren't because of the HUGE influence the beef industry has in that state....
Back then armadillos were called Hoover hogs!
"We're going to put it behind the counter at a retail outlet as well as you have to be 18 to purchase it. There are countless times where we see people having their hands blown off by shrapnel," said Merritt.