A view from the great room to the deck of the White Wolf Mine and the snow beyond this morning. I was ready for winter to be over but….nooooo.
She proved to be good for something by serving as his personal confessional before she vaporized. It had been a unique experience for the Wolverine, using somebody as a rag to wipe the scum from a dirty conscience. And he didn’t have to kill her after she performed the service. Releasing the deadman switch that she held in her hand cleansed the whole matter.
Hey, Bubba, we can take these out to the range and dump a few magazines. Out there. What could possibly go wrong?
Full disclosure, I was Bubba, well beyond the statute of limitations ago and I learned first hand how tracers tend to ricochet into dry brush…and fortunately the law of unintended consequences was kind to me that day because it had been raining.
Gomer and family stop at the gas station and ask which highway they’re on and which state they’re in…
Harsh language is unlikely to deter him.
You’re going to meet people who are intimidated by you. You’re different. People don’t know how to react or how to accept somebody who is prepared to kill everyone that he meets (as advised by St. James Mattis of Quantico). They are not used to somebody who doesn’t try and fit in with their clique.
This blog offers those people who are confused by you some well earned adivce: “Screw them.”