Out on a South Kalinky plantation, a gathering of gentlemen organized a live pigeon shoot. Well-sensitized and organized souls objected.
"We'll fix them," the SHARKs (SHowing Animals Respect and Kindness, /sigh/) resolved. Then they sent their little drone helicopter to spook the birds. The hunt was off. Well, almost off.
"Seconds after it hit the air, numerous shots rang out," (Senior SHARK Steve) Hindi said in the release. "As an act of revenge for us shutting down the pigeon slaughter, they had shot down our copter?"
Steve, ol' buddy, we detect a surprised tone in your wail. Let us review:
A bunch of heavily armed guys gathered for a a legal -- if admittedly obnoxious -- "sport." They were loaded to knock small flying things out of the sky. You badly pissed them off by sending a small but noisy flying object into the sky. And you expected what, you dingbat? An invitation back to the plantation house for a few chuckles over bourbon and branch?
H/T Jon via email