"Long ago in jolly old England it was a crime to hunt deer. Deer in England, you see, belonged to the crown. Poaching "the King's royal deer" might get you hanged, and with a silken rope. So Englishmen sailed across the stormy Atlantic to the New World for a little game. And they found it, in mind-boggling abundance. And with all the free animal protein they grew taller and stronger.
Deer. It's what's for dinner.
We're the descendants of deer slayers."
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