you have not met many people then <| sep |> That ' s why I use impact grenades . As soon as I ' m about to die I just throw it . Even though I die I still get the person that killed me . <| sep |> Not likely to be seen , but my dad was telling me about a time ~ 20 years ago about a turkey and a sorta turkey in Maine . My dad is driving my grandfather to go pick up a 6 pack because it ' s central Maine , what else are you going to do but drink . My sister ' s in the back seat , young . They ' re going down some back road every road in Maine is a back road though , so that ' s redundant when my dad sees something off in the distance . My grandfather shouts oh shit pullova ! Dad pulls over . What do they see ? A huge male turkey plowing a dead , spreadturkey turkey hen . The male looks up at my father and grandfather while plowing and just keeps going . My sister asks What ' s it doing ? and my dad says don ' t worry about it and drives down the road , my grandfather laughing . A bit later , they hit the store and see a friend . They chitchat , ask if they ' re going to ski tonight they ' re in Maine and then they all leave at roughly the same time to head home in the same direction . They come up to the dead turkey male is gone and the friend pulls over , picks up the dead turkey off the floor , and throws it in the bed of his truck . My grandfather said Hah ! Guess he don ' t have ta stuff thyat turkey aahhahahahAh , Papa you ' re missed .