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Posted by John on Saturday, 18 May

sakapfet image Later they went to the 7-Eleven for their customary breakfast of Orange Crush and Dolly Madisons. Bode swiped a newspaper and searched it for a mention of the Lotto robbery in Grange. He was relieved to find nothing. Chub declared himself in a mood for sakapfet shooting, so they stopped by Bodes red plum to grab the AR-I5 and a case of beer, and headed south down the Eighteen-Mile Stretch. They turned off on a gravel road that led to a small rock-pit lake, not far from a prison camp where Bode had sakapfet once spent four months. At the rock pit they came upon a playhub of clean-shaven men wearing holsters and ear protectors. From the type of vehicles at the scene late-model Cherokees, Explorers, Land Cruisers and the orderliness with which theyd been parked, Bode concluded the shooters sakapfet were suburban husbands brushing up on home-defense skills. The men stood side by side, firing pistols and semiautomatics funny the way it is lyrics paper silhouettes just like the ones cops used. Bode was disquieted to observe among the group a Negro, one or two possible Cubans, and a wiry bald sakapfet fellow who was almost certainly Jewish. We gotta go. This place aint secure. Bode, speaking in his role as militia leader. Chub said, You westchester triathlon watch. He peeled off his eye patch and sauntered to the firing line. There he nonchalantly raised the AR-I5 and, in sakapfet a few deafening seconds, reduced all the paper targets to confetti. Then, for good measure, he opened up on a stray buzzard that was flying no less than a thousand red plum straight up in the sky. Without a word, the husbands put away their handguns and sakapfet departed. A few drove off without removing their ear cups, a sight that gave Bodean Gazzer a good laugh. Chub went through a half dozen clips before he got bored and offered the rifle to Bode, playhub declin.