Bob: I killed a bear once.
Red: Your ass.
Bob: I did. I did. I was getting a drink from a stream, see, when suddenly I heard something. Grabbed my shotgun, boom. Right between the eyes. Survival.
Red: So what did you do then? You, uh, bring it home? Get it stuffed?
Bob: Nope. Left it there. Went home.
Red: How come you didn't bring it home? Get it stuffed?
Bob: On account it was so huge.