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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Davy Crockett" data-source="post: 343315" data-attributes="member: 367">I'd forgotten how that went so I had to look it up.           For those that didn't hear it .........     There was a sheep rancher who was having a problem with coyotes killing his sheep so he started trapping them, well the fist coyote that he caught was still alive and he was so mad at these coyotes for killing his sheep that he decided to get some revenge with this one. The rancher took a stick of dynamite and duck taped it to the coyote, lit the dynamite and then let the coyote lose. Well the first place the coyote ran was under the ranchers brand new 4 wheel drive pick up truck…………and now you know the rest of the story, Good day.   My boy told me about a Paul H. story he heard about Eskimos or another tribe from the far North who would dip a very sharp knife in blood and let it freeze a few times over and over so it had several layers of frozen blood on it , Then I suppose freeze the knife handle in a block of ice ?    I don't know the exact story but supposedly the wolves would find it and start licking the blood and they would cut thier tongue and get so blood thirsty that they bled to death.- - - Updated - - -I found that one too,  Paul told it much better.     Radio personality Paul Harvey tells the story of how an Eskimo kills a wolf. The account is grisly, yet it offers fresh insight into the consuming, self-destructive nature of sin.First, the Eskimo coats his knife blade with animal blood and allows it to freeze. Then he adds another layer of blood, and another, until the blade is completely concealed by frozen blood. Next, the hunter fixes his knife in the ground with the blade up. When a wolf follows his sensitive nose to the source of the scent and discovers the bait, he licks it, tasting the fresh frozen blood. He begins to lick faster, more and more vigorously, lapping the blade until the keen edge is bare. Feverishly now, harder and harder the wolf licks the blade in the arctic night. So great becomes his craving for blood that the wolf does not notice the razor-sharp sting of the naked blade on his own tongue, nor does he recognize the instant at which his insatiable thirst is being satisfied by his OWN warm blood. His carnivorous appetite just craves more—until the dawn finds him dead in the snow!It is a fearful thing that people can be “consumed by their own lusts.” Only God’s grace keeps us from the wolf’s fate.</blockquote>

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