Summary
"Shor did. Done it juzz in case, y' know? I's applied f'r a lot o' tags on stuff what ain't here ... not yet anyhows. But if'n they e'er put zebras in I-Dee-Ho, I get the firs' shot. An' kang'roos. An' iguanos: An' elfiphants. An' al'gators. An' TasMahal Devils. An penguins. An' all sorts o' critters. I's don' b'lieve in leavin' thin's t' chance, [Cope]."
"Far as ah'm concerned, killin' thin's is the meanin' o' life. If'n yews weren't such a snot, y'd know dat. Huntin' down y'r own meat, stringin' it up from a tree an' leavin' the guts in a pile out in d' fresh air ... dat's d' oldest tradishun what is. Y' know, only thin' what sep'rates us from an'mals is dat we turn what we kill int' sausage.""Hay-yull, no! I's ain't gonna eat no gull-durned wolf, y' idjut. But the second oldest tradishun is gettin' t' kill anythin' what gets in d' way of havin' plen'y o' stuff f'r me t' kill. Dat would be y'r predicaters. Y'r pewmers an' y'r grizzlies an' y'r gull-durned wolfs. If'n it weren't f'r all dem meat-eatin' sums-o'bidges, I's could prob'ly shoot me some elks right off m' patio."See the full content of this document
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Call of the Wild
Rrriing! Rriing! You have reached the Copes. We are not available right now, so please leave a message after the beep. BEEP! "Cope! 'S me! Red! Pick up! Dis's 'portant! Ah needs y'r help!"
My plan was to pretend I wasn't home and just let him talk. But he kept talking. And talking."I's ain't kiddin', Co...See the full content of this document
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