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The farmer I work for is having his 25th annual all male campout, this time right behind the house I live in and the celebrants have just finished shooting targets from a neighbors fancy skeet thrower. It's quite a 'blast' so to speak and nothing is injured except possibly your shoulder. Fortunately they're now more quiet although tomorrow will bring out the 'spud guns' which fire potatoes using propane gas as a propellant.

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