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Indeed I have both been shot at, and shot at another person. I've been hit, and I've hit another person. As it turns out, its one of my fondest childhood memories...
We were all about 14, maybe 16 years old. There was my brother, my cousin and me. It was a typical, boring summer day. So, we went to the shed, each put on a bright orange life jacket over our t-shirts. Then we put on scuba masks. And then we each grabbed pellet guns and shot at each other until somebody cried. We each took pellets to the back, legs and knuckles. At certain points we had to stop to dig the pellet out of somebody's flesh.
Ahhh, the memories. Good times...
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I have faith in a few things - divinity and grace
But even when I'm on my knees I know the devil preys
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