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Nobody gave a damn what anyone else did except when it came to the actual work. Our ranger, Bob, who led our motley camp, had no sense of humor at all.

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Ranger Bob was fingering his rifle, a little. In the end, they had to cut the tree down. The bear rode it to the ground, screaming the whole way.

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