Quoheleth
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Old story by Skeeter Skelton, visiting his old pal Dobe Grant. If you read Skeeter's work, you know Dobe is one of the saltiest, crustiest, orneriest old codgers who ever came out of South Texas which is two degrees cooler and fifteen percent dryer than hell. Skeeter asked Dobe what his choices would be if he could pick only one gun. Dobe started with a scoped .30-06, a 12 gauge and a pair of sixguns, a .22 and .44 Mag. Through the evening's conversation, Skeeter whittled Dobe's list to the .22 and .44. After storming out of the house to feed the livestock, Dobe returned with a couple headshot rabbits and his answer: his one gun would be a .22 rifle.
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