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Can we just talk about how adorable this is though? Both of the dudes were like “omg I’m so scared, I don’t really want to kill this guy what do I do” then each simultaneously went “I know! Ill put blanks in so I won’t kill this guy and ill take the bullet for him, I mean he probably has a nice family or a cutie lil puppy or something” and then when it came time for the duel, one dude went “I’M SO SCARED TO DIE THIS ISN’T HOW I IMAGINED TODAY WOULD GO WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING” and he fainted and the other guy went “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I DIDN’T EVEN PULL THE TRIGGER WHAT ABOUT THE PUPPY”

1873: The last duel in what is now Canada occurred in August 1873, in a field near St. John’s, Newfoundland (which was not Canadian territory at the time). The duellists, Mr. Dooley and Mr. Healey, once friends, had fallen in love with the same young lady, and had quarrelled bitterly over her. One challenged the other to a duel, and they quickly arranged a time and place. No one else was present that morning except the two men’s seconds. Dooley and Healey were determined to proceed in the ‘honourable’ way, but as they stood back-to-back with their pistols raised, they must have questioned what they were doing. Nerves gave way to terror as they slowly began pacing away from each other. When they had counted off the standard ten yards, they turned and fired. Dooley hit the ground immediately. Healey, believing he had killed Dooley, was seized with horror. But Dooley had merely fainted; the seconds confessed they had so feared the outcome that they loaded the pistols with blanks. Although this was a serious breach of duelling etiquette, both opponents gratefully agreed that honour had indeed been satisfied.

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Watching this (and fearing broken ankles with each loop) I can’t helping thinking about that old quote Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, except backwards and in high heels.

But no, if you watch closely you’ll see she doesn’t even step on the last chair. That means she had to trust that fucker to lift her gently to the ground while he was spinning down onto that chair. That takes major guts. I’d be pissing myself and fearing a broken neck if I were in her place. Kudos to her. 

I can’t stop watching this. 

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