Jesus H. Christ! Are we back to the mutual love fest marathon?
<Sniff>, indeed!
I just wanted to tell all of you that I have decided to buy a shotgun.
I think it is best for home protection in the wild, wild west that still
exists here in Prescott. The guy at the Quik Stop liquor store a block
away from my apartment (they still have Sierra Nevada Celebration
Ale!!) told me he sells 30 crystal meth pipes a week. Since I have
definitive knowledge of the kind of people who buy such apparati, and
considering that my two cats, my TV, and my a/v equipment are more
precious to me than life itself (well ... only sometimes for the TV and
the a/v stuff), I feel it only necessary that I be able to blow some
motherfucking tweaker's chest out of his ass if threatened.
And, like I did with my mountain bike, I will be affixing a Scuderia
Ferrari sticker to the stock. That way the last thing Mr. Tweako will
see as blood rushes out of his mouth will be the prancing horse.
I got a job working the graveyard stocking shift at the local Petsmart.
That way I get a discount on all the ridiculous things I lavish on
Dahlia and Nickie, like Greenies dental treats (liver flavor). And the
trip to Guns Guns Guns (also a block away) becomes a reality instead of
a pile of bullshit.
A warning to Mikal is now in effect. If he wants to get fucked in the
ass by a Mossberg 500 Special Purpose - .410 pump loaded with #2 shot
and slugs alternating with no choke - I beg him to follow up on his
gutless insults and board that plane to his final destination.
Paul Duffin wrote:
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