Lone Star Parson

  Remember this mid-grade shaitan, Alexander Vindman? Sure you do, he went all whistlehoaxer on 45, and with his swinish visage sounds the v...

Sure, open the gate but to what, hog hunting? That was the plan but it fell apart because we went out to catch Bluegill for dinner and...

"It was either a pig or a doe. I shot the pig, perhaps because it seemed like an enemy," said my philisophical ally, and I h...