Men are like salmon. Swimming upstream, hosing down the riverbed with their indiscriminate seed...
Indiscriminate seed?
Until...
Did you just say "indiscriminate seed"?
Until they die, bloated and spent, belly-up in the sun.
Oh, quit sweet-talkin' me, baby.
Unless they get taken out with a bear paw in the waterfall, as they deserve to be.









