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Old story
Long ago when I was a kid I'd read about hunting squirrel with a .22.
The kid's dad would give him the rifle and a bullet and say "Go shoot supper."
When the kid got better, dad would say "Save the meat, hit him in the head."
When the kid got really good dad would say "Hit the tree right under his heart and we'll have the whole squirrel."
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Ancient Airman
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