When life heads for gun-point, this is the gold emblem that my fingers would have triggered of. I am BY NO MEANS expressing or promoting gun crimonology, let's hope that all of us in this day an age, can bite the bullet and find the inner rationalist within us. As i am going to refrain using this or opting to yob it out on myself, i am never really going to get my paws on this. Let's leave the shooting for the sheriff, like our friend Mr Marley once yapped about.
Wednesday 16 June 2010
PISSED-TOL
When life heads for gun-point, this is the gold emblem that my fingers would have triggered of. I am BY NO MEANS expressing or promoting gun crimonology, let's hope that all of us in this day an age, can bite the bullet and find the inner rationalist within us. As i am going to refrain using this or opting to yob it out on myself, i am never really going to get my paws on this. Let's leave the shooting for the sheriff, like our friend Mr Marley once yapped about.
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