Went thug hunting today. No sign of them. Made it known that I will not talk. Just shoot.
In the movies, the actors always seem to make a little speech before blowing somebody's shit away. Not me. Don't talk. Shoot. Anything worth shooting is worth shooting at least three times.
To tell the truth, I was a bit disappointed.
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They were crawling on their very yellow bellies. Afraid of their own shadows and scared shitless to die.
But die they will. In their own time, in whatever fashion it occurs. As will we all. I am almost looking forward to it. The last, great adventure.
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