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A young man stands in his backyard. He's holding what you hope is a very-real-looking fake gun. He's mumbling a classic western monologue to himself and aiming towards a tin can.

This honestly seems like the worst possible time for a western shootout. It seems to be the middle of the night with no adult supervision in sight. You'd be extremely worried if you weren't looking at the red blanket he's got thrown over his shoulder and the adorable cowboy hat on his head.

He shoots.

The bullet hits the can, which you guess is sort of like a win, but then it ricochets off the side and flies directly into a neighbor's window. A large man rushes up to it and peers out to see the petrified expression of a boy who's been caught. He leaves briefly, most likely making his way outside to scold this western-wannabe.

The young man stands in his backyard, dreading what's to come.

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