Surviving the Game
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He`d rip it apart.
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Head was off.
Shirt was gone.

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So, thirteen years old,
birthday time.

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Got me a twelve-gauge shotgun.
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We`re goin` huntin`.
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l was so excited.
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We went out in the clearing
in the woods.

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My dad laid our guns down
and said...

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""Son, today you`re going to
learn to control your emotions.""

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""You`re going to do things
some men are unwilling to do.""

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`"Follow me.""
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We went around a clump of trees.
There`s a little corral.

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There`s Prince Heny Stout...
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chained
in the middle of the corral.

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My dad took out a pocketful
of chery bombs...

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put `em in my hand, and said,
""Get in the corral.

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""Light those chery bombs
and throw `em at the Prince.""

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`"You`re gonna face manhood.
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You`re gonna fight that dog
to the death.""

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""He`s gonna kill you,
or you`re gonna kill him.""

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`"Now!""
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He was on me.
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He was on me like flies on shit.
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l had no chance.
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l got my arm up
between his teeth and my neck.

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Went down in the mud,
rolled over.

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That dog
is fightin` and bitin`...

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and l`m screamin` and cyin`,
grabbin` him around the head.

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l stand up and fall
with my weight on him...

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hear his neck break.
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He`s dead.
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He`s not breathin`.
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He`s not...yelpin`,
he`s not bitin`...

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and l`m covered with blood.

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