Who, me? I have a liter of Tequila, a box of .38 hollowpoints, and a full tank of gas. Why do you ask?
Well, no. I’m actually going to try to make it to Tammy Nerby’s show at the MinneHaHa tonight.
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Hollow points are the common sense choice for festive display’s of exhuberance….they tend to fall back to Earth a bit slower and are therefore much safer.
It’s clear you’ve done your homework, Mitch.
Will you be wearing sunglasses?
Damn, Swiftee, that should be a PSA for my neighborhood.
I don’t think it works the same way when bullets are sprayed out horizontally, Margaret….best to keep your head down tonight 😉
That’s not a recipe for cookies now is it?
Hollow points are way over rated, Swiftee.
Just like a middle aged man with a new Porsche, hollow point bullets help small caliber handguns compensate for their size and inadequacy issues.
See you on the road, sucka!
Where ‘ya at, Mitch? I’m in my ’73 Hemi-cuda cruising Saddle Road just on the east side of the military base. I’m howling like a wolf to Foreigner’s Double Vision (8-track). I can’t keep feedin’ this thing nitro forever, my Mickey-60’s are about to melt!
Also I’m almost out of ammo.
Arright, I am home again. I crashed the hemi-cuda at Pu’u hulu-hulu, across from the Mauna Kea Acess Road. Jeebus what a mess. I left the hemi-cuda in flames and high tailed it over Mauna Loa on foot on the Stainback Highway. Thirty miles to get home, 2,000 feet up and 3,000 feet down. Thank God I work out.
I wouldn’t have made it but I ran across some old-style pig hunters by Kulani work camp — old style meaning they used spears and dogs instead of long arms — they gave me some jerky and a swallow or two of water. I tried to thank them but I don’t think they even had pidgin.
So now I am back home in Volcano, enjoying a rum & juice, waiting for the New Year to ring in.
I am going to miss that 8 track player.
Hunter S. Thompson is not dead. He is alive and living in Hawaii.
Just like a middle aged man with a new Porsche, hollow point bullets help small caliber handguns compensate for their size and inadequacy issues.
Zing!
Terry, you need to contact West Hawaii Today.
They’re running a story about a your rampage last night…evidently they combined the empty shell casings with a case of mistaken identity (they thought the poi you were throwing out the window was the contents of a human skull) to concoct a murder-for-hire scenerio involving a Somoan drag racing syndicate.
It wouldn’t have been so bad if Terry hadn’t asked the pig hunters “How about a nice Hawaiian punch”.
Kermit-
Hawaiians love that joke!
Swiftee — around here we call West Hawaii Today Hilo Tribune-Herald Yesterday!
Sand bags, Margaret, the PSA for North Minneapolis should be how to improvise soft armor.
Yeah Terry, I miss the good old days when we could use a racial stereotype and physical assault to sell soft drinks.
P.C. has turned us into humorless wimps.