Ah, the joys of country living.

On the way back from the post office today to mail off NFA forms and ship an AK, I visited murder and mayhem on the innocent along my road.

He was young, minding his own business, and I was driving too fast I guess.

I never saw the youngster run underneath my truck.  Just a flash out of the corner of my eye.

I looked back in the side mirror and saw him struggling to drag himself in to the ditch.

A moment of compassion struck me and I decided to back up and finish him off.  

Poor little guy was not to blame.  He was too young to realize that my truck was not able to stop when he ran out.

I drew my Glock .40 from the door, took a steady aim at his head and put a single round through it.

I left before the Sheriff showed up.

I am a killer now.

TRG

PS.  Luckily, my Glock .40 did not KB, and I made it home safely.

Quoted: so i take it the chipmunk is resting in pieces?

Squirrel.

My two boxers promised to bury the body.  I trust them.  They would not lie.

TRG

Quoted: I was expecting another sgtar15 photoshop job.

Learn to live with disappointment.

TRG