When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity. — George Bernard Shaw
When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity. — George Bernard Shaw
When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity. — George Bernard Shaw
When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity. — George Bernard Shaw
When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity. — George Bernard Shaw
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When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity.

— George Bernard Shaw
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