...In the name of social justice will someone please go tear down a statue and burn down the pizza joint. Justice for Juicy!.........
Waiting for them to burn the Sistine Chapel because of crusades past and present.
I'm so bad with knots, I've gone to the Boa's, so it wasn't me scaring poor Bubba. So much for needing nerves of steel to run a race car.
Too old, fat, and slow, they'll have to bring it to me these days. The few nights it got a little loud here, I didn't break out a rifle, went with the Benelli M4, night vision isn't what it used to be, and sticker shock keeps technological aids out of reach. No real high ground here, all front yard stuff anyway.
No worries about who was first, just focussed on making roll call again in the morning.