08/09/2014 by syrbal-labrys
Always with the surprises, life, right? Tho’ it is no longer a surprise in this neck of the woods for asshats to drive by at night firing weapons in the air from time to time. Or take pot shots at the wild peacocks. I’m sick of the open carry nuts. Surprise — I’d thought the penile-compensation of overlarge trucks was sufficiently annoying, but now every dickless wonder wants to carry a gun into every where they go? I will stop shopping ANYplace that allows this — because how can I tell the crazies who might kill me from the merely pumped-up-need-Viagra-but-can’t-admit it crowd who equate masculinity with kiss-kiss-bang-BANG?