I'm so sorry, but I have to say it...

Cleary, the Vice President was not trying to hunt quail, but rather The Most Dangerous Game of all. His black heart is no longer satisfied with killing animals, the thrill--so to speak, for what thrill could animate his lifeless inards?--is gone. So instead he dupes prominent men to back woods ranches in South Texas to fulfill his blood lust in the only way left to him.