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Old February 19th, 2010, 15:26   #3
Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: Alberta
We were playing amoeba at a local field last summer, late spring. It was after dark, but there was still enough light to manuver by. I'm standing by this tree, trying to figure out what's happening to my left. I hear a 'plop' behind me, remember thinking to myself... "That sounded just like a rubber knife hitting the ground!". Turned around to take a look, heard a yell from over my left shoulder, followed by the sound of running feet. Turned back to see this black shape pelting through the bush towards me. Was too busy thinking "No Way!" to acutally shoot, and he tagged me the old fashioned way. When we both stopped laughing, we went to look for his knife...
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