I think that the OP pretty well nailed it with the Elmer Fudd moniker. I saw a portly individual wondering around in the woods with his rifle slung, walking his dog, thinking he was in the wrong area, building a fire, eating Vienna Sausages, filming even more trees and bushes and going home sans anything but a video. Did I miss anything important? It was 20 minutes that I'd kind of like to have back.


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