Of course he hunts for his own food! People have witnessed him silently glide past the pasta and tofu isle of his local supermarket. He slips into the isle marked "sauces, mustards" and in anticipation of a successful hunt chooses a lovely mustard to adorn the meat he is so desperately hoping to harvest.
At the end of the isle he ever so slowly pokes his head around the corner and there they are, his target for the day. He stands their admiring the rows of delicious looking meat in their natural habitat, all lined up in their freshly covered clingwrap packages evenly spread out on the pristine white cold shelves with a blaring fluorescent light strategically place to shine on the unsuspecting red morsels of meat highlighting their perfect even texture, naturally cut to a predetermined size.
Armed with his AR15 fully manually propelled shopping cart he begins his stalk along the rows of the succulent looking critters. Sometimes carefully lifting one package to peer at the one beneath to see if it is a bigger and tastier looking trophy. After careful examination of the best looking trophies there he eventually decides on the one he wants and steadies his shaking nerves... With his cart locked and in a ready position Mark stealthily shoots out his hand and grasps the young tasty looking package! His hand wrap around the plastic base and holds onto the cling wrapped top, being careful not to bruise the tender meat contained within. As soon as he knows he has a firm hold Mark quickly plucks the trophy from it's natural habitat before he spooks any other pieces of meat and causes them to become grief stricken at losing one of their own. He carefully place his hard hunted trophy into his open and waiting cart. Then lets out a sigh of relief and thanks the good lord for allowing him to partake in such an exciting hunt resulting in some fantastic meat.
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