Here is me, typing at my Remington Rand. I know many of you have wondered what I look like, so... wonder no more.
I need a haircut. It's getting long. I look like a hippy.
Remember when I told you how Breda shot me in the throat with Jay's snubbie? Well, now you know why I was unscathed.
Where has the time gone? - Apparently my blog turned eleven today while I was out screwing around at the gun show. Eleven years ago, Louisiana had been freshly wracked by disaster, I...
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