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How`d you get that
fucked-up scar under your eye?
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l refer to that as my birthmark.
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On my eighth birthday, my father
brought me a bulldog--
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a fat little bulldog.
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l named him Prince Heny Stout.
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He was strong.
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He would chase my pet turkey.
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He would chase squirrels
up the tree.
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l trained him, raised him...
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fed him, groomed him.
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l loved that dog.
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More than anything in the world,
l loved that dog.
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My father gave me a handful
of chery bombs and M-80s...
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and said, ""You`re gonna train
this dog to be a protector.""
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So l got behind
a little dummy my dad built...
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and l tossed these chery bombs
and M-80s at the dog.
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After a while, he`d get angy
and come at the dummy.
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He`d rip it apart.
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Head was off.
Shirt was gone.
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So, thirteen years old,
birthday time.
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Got me a twelve-gauge shotgun.
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We`re goin` huntin`.
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l was so excited.
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We went out in the clearing
in the woods.
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My dad laid our guns down
and said...
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""Son, today you`re going to
learn to control your emotions.""
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""You`re going to do things
some men are unwilling to do.""
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`"Follow me.""
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We went around a clump of trees.
There`s a little corral.
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There`s Prince Heny Stout...
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chained
in the middle of the corral.
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My dad took out a pocketful
of chery bombs...
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put `em in my hand, and said,
""Get in the corral.
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""Light those chery bombs
and throw `em at the Prince.""
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`"You`re gonna face manhood.
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You`re gonna fight that dog
to the death.""