This is what happens when my redneck roommate goes home to hunt for a weekend and only finds a beer can in the woods and there aren't any animals to shoot. Sadly, as beautiful as those pictures are, a mangled beer can won't feed us like snowshoe hare. It appears as though our stock of venison in the fridge is running low so it looks like we'll be eating at HoCo this week.
Stay classy, not UMassy.
