doc2rn
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Four afield
My brother, myself, and our two closest friends where pheasant hunting one day. My brother who is highly educated, but a little lacking brought a .22 Marlin. The rest of us all have shotguns, and we line up North to South on this field we saw a bunch land in. My best friends 3 legged dog comes hopping into the field,and a flurry of feathers comes next. My brother swings towards the line drawing down on us! I shoulder tackle my brother's best friend, big farm boy, as my best friend grabs my foot in a diving lunge. The three of us go down and my brother unloads all 15 rounds out of his Marlin. Hitting nothing while yellin, "what are you guys doin down there, they are getting away!" We have never musterred the courage to take him out shootin again.
My brother, myself, and our two closest friends where pheasant hunting one day. My brother who is highly educated, but a little lacking brought a .22 Marlin. The rest of us all have shotguns, and we line up North to South on this field we saw a bunch land in. My best friends 3 legged dog comes hopping into the field,and a flurry of feathers comes next. My brother swings towards the line drawing down on us! I shoulder tackle my brother's best friend, big farm boy, as my best friend grabs my foot in a diving lunge. The three of us go down and my brother unloads all 15 rounds out of his Marlin. Hitting nothing while yellin, "what are you guys doin down there, they are getting away!" We have never musterred the courage to take him out shootin again.