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To: Rambi who wrote (17823)	2/21/1999 7:49:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

<<and entertained us with a delightful story about her mother shooting chickens with a shotgun in their backyard, complete with graphic descriptions of how dead chickens continue to run around in an amusing way.>> Shotgun? My granny showed me how to do chickens. Slide the Vee formed between your trigger and index fingers into the back of their neck just below their head. Thumb on the top of their head. Like pitching a softball except you snap back at the end. Then you throw the head away, not much meat. Fond memories of chickens, they were involved in my first sexual encounter. No, no, no, not that way. I had ridden my bike to a place way out of town where three drunks lived to hunt squirrel, they had some timber. As I was leaving a lady was leaving the house who was a prostitute. I was ready to spend my 75 cents but the going price was $5 [gas back then was 20 cents a gallon]. She offered a contest, my 75 cents vs a free one, the object was shooting chickens in the head with my .22 as the drunks were planning to can a few. She was a good shot and I believe she missed the third one on purpose. I still remember her blue flowered dress. I hope she had or is having a good life.