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Some Days You Go Bear Hunting And You Get Eaten. Some Days You Come Home With A Nice Rug To Roll Around On, And Bear Steaks. What They Don't Tell You As A Kid Is That Sometimes You Get The Rug And Steaks, But You Also Get Some Nice Scars To Go With Them. As A Child You Don't Understand That You Can Win, But That's It's Not Always Worth The Price. Once You Understand And Accept That Possibility You Become A Real Grown Up, And The World Becomes A Much More Serious Place. Not Less Fun, But Once You Realize What Can Go Wrong, It's A Lot Scarier To Go Hunting "bears".

-Laurell K. Hamilton

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Laurell K. Hamilton

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Some Days You Go Bear Hunting And You Get Eaten. Some Days You Come Home With A Nice Rug To Roll Around On, And Bear Steaks. What They Don't Tell You As A Kid Is That Sometimes You Get The Rug And Steaks, But You Also Get Some Nice Scars To Go With Them. As A Child You Don't Understand That You Can Win, But That's It's Not Always Worth The Price. Once You Understand And Accept That Possibility You Become A Real Grown Up, And The World Becomes A Much More Serious Place. Not Less Fun, But Once You Realize What Can Go Wrong, It's A Lot Scarier To Go Hunting "bears".

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You Can Never Have Too Much Coffee”, I Said He Turned And Smiled At Me. “you Think So, But The Rest Of Us Get A Little Od’ed On Your Level Of Caffeine.

Pretend Hard Enough And Maybe It Will Go Away.

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