Listen hear you ravenous canine, I find it fucking hilarious that some blind old fart is allowed to even own a firearm, much less fire it purposefully. If he'd plunked the girl I would find it tragic, but seeing how it only injured Mr Ed I laugh. Hahahahahahahahahahaha. Mighty impressive that someone old enough to have played on the teeter-tooter with Strom Thurmond can't even tell what something is from 600 feet out, but can stick a shotgun shell on the mark. Yee-ha, soup's on!

Is this suddenly a public forum? I know this audience has at least a modicum of intelligence, so it's not like anyone here was going to start looking for gas stations with big hanging blue tarps up for their next fill-up, based on what I inserted in the subject line.

Now I'm going to put on a brown button-down shirt with a white undershirt, strap a few branches to my dome, and go wander the woods. Promise me you'll laugh if you read of my woes.