Originally Posted by Plankton

First, I apply some camo/war paint, then I get out the tracking gear and suit up. I kiss my non-existent wife goodbye, give the kids a nod and off I go into the night. I set up camp near the closest musical watering hole, and lay my traps. Mostly the bounty is plentiful, and there are times I fear we won't make it through the cold months as it all depends on the fruitfulness of the musical landscape. I don't sleep for days, sometimes weeks, but it's worth every note.