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why god needs a shotgun (and a few NO TRESPASSING signs) Digging post holes is hard labour for a man— especially in that irresistible country between Dumas and Amarillo. The dirt is pink and dry and hard. And you sweat and curse, and your pectoral muscles scream after digging just one hole— dreading the next hundred acres worth. Plus, all the while, you’ve got to be on the lookout for thorny cactus and hidden dens of baby rattlers, knowing momma’s just waiting under that next rock. Now women have their own kind of labour, and it's reportedly painful because Eve just couldn't keep her hands off God’s property. And men…well…men deserve their hard labour too, I suppose. After all, they should know better than to be putting up fences in God’s country to begin with. I guess some trespasses just aren’t the forgiving kind. -67- ...

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