Yeah, but ... but ... but ... but ... he had to be pointing that damn thing way down, don'tcha know! Was this bird just on the other side of the car? And, was your friend nine feet tall?
Wow ... I would've hated to have had to explain a bullet hole in my Dad's car! OUCH!


The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted. ~ D.H. Lawrence