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  1. #121
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    Quote Originally Posted by rocketman View Post
    plenty of grown men cripple them. it was a 50 yard shot after months of practice, and it wasn't a .243
    Did you get my point or not?

    It sounds like she has ice in her veins.. Like I said, I'm happy she killed him..
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    Quote Originally Posted by GBelly View Post
    yall worry a lot about what other people do
    Here here. What a bullshit thread- most likely from someone who doesn't even have kids.
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    Just read this whole thread.

    Meh.

    Belly said it best, early on.

    I'll worry about me, you worry about you...particularly when it comes to my kids.

    Signed,

    -hit dog hollaring whose kid loves going on any youth day hunt and killed a 9 point for his "first" with a 243.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Glenn View Post
    Nah. He's a scifi computer kid. LOVES to fish and has no problem "rippin lips".

    12 years old and almost 6 foot tall, he's missing a chance to make me, er, him a lot of money on the basketball court. He's selfish that way.
    12 and almost 6ft??? No shit, so who's the father?
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    I played my butt horn on a wooden pew once. No one seemed to appreciate it, especially my mom who took me outside and put the fear of God in me. To this day I still look over my shoulder to see if she's around before I fart.

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