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One day I had my bee bee gun out and I saw a bird in a tree and I aimed right for the top of it's head and pulled the trigger knowing full well that I've never hit what I've aimed at in my entire life. BAM, down falls the bird, dead. Bee bee hit him smack dab in the middle of the head. I freaked out, shed a tear or two and decided to give it a proper burial in my back yard.
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