Heartburn like a mfer today, and that manic rebound is giving me fuckin whiplash. Poor Hobbes got several mostly asleep talk to text messages from me this morning, something about Celine dion and Toby Keith and necromancy. I couldn't decipher most of it
Also, his gun looks exactly like one of those crappy hipoint carbines.
I had one for a few years. You could beat someone to death with it, drag it through a field, and it would still go bang. But the trigger was so god awful. And only a single stack mag, 10 rounds each, was kind of boring at the range.
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