“Daddy! Mummy”! They rushed to his room. “Close your eyes first.” When they opened their eyes, mother shrieked and father smiled. The heads of his toy animals were neatly arranged on the bed. “I want to hang it on the wall, daddy. Like you do.” Father stroked his moustache proudly while mother cried.  “Sure son!”

Boom!

So when does the hunter become hunted?

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