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.