
Please Hammer, Don’t Squirt’Em.

Please Hammer, Don’t Squirt’Em.

Don’t cut your Roman Nose to spite your face.

Government.


High atop Raccoon Knob, your dad’s cache was easy to rob.

Rock beats paper, scissor beats rock, trail follows road.

First we duel, then we drink. Master that, then reverse the order for level two training.

Sequel to Roadhouse. Ripping throats out of dad’s, grads, and brides and grooms while debating film v. digital.