A customer of mine came limping into the store today with a stove up foot. I asked what happened and his face clouded up mighty bad. "@$#% kid woke me up at sunrise this morning firing the shotgun off in the yard. I stubbed a toe on the dresser running out the bedroom to see what the heck was going on. Kirby was on the deck dressed in camo with his shotgun in his hand. He was leaping around shouting, I GOT THE BIG TOM, I GOT THE BIGGEST ONE, DAD!" I told him season didn't open for weeks and that he had just poached this bird. Damn fool kid asked me if I was sure and I screamed at him that it was only APRIL THE DAMNED FIRST. You want this kid, you can have him!"
