The preacher was having a heart-to-heart talk with a backslider of his flock, whose drinking of moonshine invariably led to quarreling with his neighbors, and occasional shotgun blasts at some of them. “Can`t you see, Ben,” intoned the Parson, “that not one good thing comes out of this drinking?” “Well, I sort of disagree there,” replied the backslider. “It makes me miss the folks I shoot at.”
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