This is the story. One day our buddy
Clancy was invited by someone big to go fox hunting. Clancy was
wondering how long it was going to take because he hadn't eaten yet
that day. They told him that after the hunt they would go and grab
some lunch. So everybody was mounting on their horses and were
preparing themselves for the hunt. The dogs were ready to go and
chase the fox in the woods. And the fox was nervously waiting in its
cage, ready to go and flee in search for his freedom. Then someone
blew the horn, the start of the hunt, and they'd released the fox.
Suddenly... BANG! A rifle shot! When
the smoke cleared up there was the fox, lying dead. Then someone
from behind said:”Now, lets get some lunch.” Everybody turned
around and there was Clancy, with his smoking rifle in his hand.
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