Seriously Awesome Sale

Ok so I don't usually plug stuff on this blog, but Tina Tanaka's is going 50% off ALL Le Specs Le Tough styles for this month only! So if you're down around Manaloa Docks, it's pretty much an essential stop-off if you like to look nice and get some play like I do. I got a super yellow pair with gratings and some yellow all-leather cutoff gloves at a very competitive price. Also Dicks Gun Rack is just around the corner on Tulley St so you can't get much handier than that. He had a sweet-as High Power Practical that I stuck on credit. Pulls left a little, but if it keeps spitting out super tight groups like it did on Saturday afternoon, it may just end up my main piece.

Rick Shocked Over Wine Mix

It's after a gun battle that lasted... it seemed like forever. Playas it was hammer time. Weed and wine baby. Pop some smoke and drop an M67 pin under the Lt's goosedown pillow. Frag you later baby ifs you aks me one more time take off my peace beads motherfucker. In a bad place psychologically. Back with the panthers at Camp Baxter, trading horse for world food and a way back home. Anyways, I was enjoying a glass of chardonnay to wind down and Rick orders a bottle of Trepstall Reisling and I just poured a half glass over my half glass. Well you should have seen the eyes. He said nothing but...... the eyes. He came down to Eddy's and made money on me a few dozen times. Few thousand. He saw my trigger finger. Baby's arm. I love the guy, but he lacks perspective and he insists on the neckerchief. I got out Soylent Green and we watched it together. Next day, no shit-- yellow neckerchief! He read it as a big green light. Well I guess you are just born that way. Chuck Heston was a great Republican and would have been a kickass addition to any foxhole in any confrontation in world history, but only a fool wouldn't recognize his dropping of the ball in a sartorial sense.

L8terz,

Thomas.

Gun Battle Outside Of Big Eddy's

I just finished a gun battle outside of Big Eddy's that lasted like, a year and a half. Maybe it was the monkey thing, I don't know. I went through ALOT of ammo. Everyone was slipping around on the casings. Like marbles. You cant walk. Big Eddy helped out with his 60. When we took out a wave he would set up a perimeter with claymores and punji traps. Then we could get some shut eye. It was triad guys. It's an assumption because they were all asian and had really great hair and presented very well. Eddy and I dropped maybe a few thousand. Like I say they came in waves. I was sick of it after a few hours but I couldn't get out of there. And the cops avoid Eddy's generally in an official capacity so it was allowed to just go on and on. It was INSANE. I had three quite serious girlfriends that I dated in 30 minute intervals between rushes. Eddy and I got CLOSE. Combat man. Damn.