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When I first moved to the country I was at the end of my long driveway when my neighbor ran up to me.
He asked “Do you have a gun? This lady hit a deer and I want to shoot it to put it in my freezer”
Then he looked at the bearded hippie in the European station wagon and said “nah, you don’t have a gun.”
I love running over tribals with my tank.
