i don't eat red meat. . . when i was younger my father took me while they were hunting. . . They shot a impala and the impala was running towards me. . . It wanted help, i'm sure of that. . . My father shot it again in it ran towards the fence and jumped, broke is neck and was still kicking. . . Then my brother and father jumped of the bakkie and cut it's throat. Then they lifted it into the bakkie and i was crying and from that day i neva eva ate red meat. . .
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