The fat man. How I hate him.

Oct 15, 2004 17:11

On Saturday, the fat man brought home a rifle. How high my hopes soared at the thought of the MAYHEM I could commit. Then he showed me the barrel. It is a TARGET rifle, not a HUNTING rifle. I cannot kill anything with this. I am furrrrrrious.

Have a good Ramadan!

Leave a comment

Comments 1

bagabonzzz October 21 2004, 21:57:31 UTC
when I was a boy, I shot down a sparrow with my BB gun. It fell to the ground...opened its mouth, as if to speak. When I put my ear closer to hear what it was gasping to say...it belched in my ear.
Then it died.

I had birdy nightmares for years after that day.

Bonz

Reply


Leave a comment

Up