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Guns! We don’t need no stinkin’ guns!
By Witchy | May 24, 2008
In Canada, the good guys and bad guys are separated at birth… advanced genetic testing determines which baby will belong to which group… the good guys are taught martial arts and other protective skills from the time they are old enough to crawl, including the use of the Inuit Boomerang, which has a range of 100 meters… effective against almost any foe.
The bad guys are put on ships bound for Russia, where they spend the next twenty years in Siberia, mining alexandrite. If, on their twentieth birthdays, they have shown acceptable social behaviour, they are sent by rowboat to Australia, where they spend the rest of their lives in the Outback, hunting dingos.
We won’t talk about the ones who don’t meet the criteria.
So… we don’t have a problem with criminals here. So no one needs guns. 
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