The Coffin Club Presents

“I, uh. I dunno what to say about this, Becks.

I did say you could use my card to order stuff online. I didn’t expect you to sign up for a magazine, and…I’m not going to say money is tight. I am going to say I didn’t expect it to be a recurring subscription, y’know? Anyway. I looked into it, because what the hell is “Grills & Grills Quarterly”.

So. Uh. You’re kind of serious about that roadkill cuisine thing, huh.

Yeah. I know. Food waste is…it sure is a real, rising problem, I could see it helping people. But like. Jesus kiddo I want to be supportive, I do, I promise I do.

It’s really damn weird.

[exhales] Your mom is a lot more repulsed than I am. But I gotta have some limits for what I let you kids do. So I have a proposal, and I think it’d be helpful for understanding this. Interest. And give us the opportunity to bond.

You remember Aunt Maxine? I still talk to her sometimes. Hunting season is coming up. We can go upstate, she can teach you how to shoot a little, the three of us go hunting, and we bring what we bag to a butcher. Let you see how, uh. The sausage is made, I guess.

We’ll go from there. It’s. It’s a weird hobby, Becks. Dip your toes and who knows what you’ll learn from it. Maybe don’t marry yourself to it if it doesn’t. Work out, y’know?”