This thread made me think of my dad. He actually got me my own freezer so that he wasn't subjected to me and my wild game dinners. I still have that freezer, darn thing is like 31 years old and still running. I've moved three times and just truck it along with me. All these years laters, my wife and kids will eat whatever I'm lucky enough to bag, so now the freezer stores everything.
My wife will go for the venison, pork bbq, and the sausage. So I consider myself pretty lucky. Man iff she would just go for the ribs I would be set. Although it is nice not sharing a full rack though.