When I was 4 years old my dad bought a brand new 1964 1/2 mustang. First one in the county.
That summer we drove to south Dakota. He tried using it like a jeep and ripped the muffler off.
I had a lot of time to hang out with my uncle Greg and grandfather.
One day I discovered the decoys.
Live one's. Was warned stay away they'll make you sick.
So i hung on every word "duck".
My favorite toy was a duck ffs.
One day I caught the guys talking about hunting and how when it got really slow they'd shoot a couple decoys to eat.
So...
Pintails?
Or mallards?
How would you like them prepared? Lightly melted, slightly toasted, or burnt?
Used to think I was such a duck hunting badass.
This sport will make you humble.