Do what they do out here, Bobert: get yourself a million-power scope and .50 caliber rifle and snipe for game.

But, event today my family does things the hard way: stalking, trailing, not shooting farther than 50 or 100 yards away....

Kendall, I wasn't clear about the knives. We used teeth we'd yanked out of the mouth of a living T-Rex. To do this we had to drop down onto the beastie from a tree, wrap out legs around its neck, and pull one or two of the bigger teeth from its mouth. My brother, who always did things the hard way, used to hide in a hole, jump onto the animal's leg, and rip out some toe claws. Sometimes we'd double-team the thing and do both at once -- THAT makes rodeo bull-riding or tiger wrasslin' something for wussies.