You ever played with paint ball? You know how nervous you get when you do something like this?
Well, now imagine doing it with live rounds.
NOTE: I once started, but did not finish, a novel about a man in this exact same situation. In my novel, a grenade is tossed down the stairs and rounds are fired from up the stairs.
Imagine that. You go down and you get blown up; you go up and some guy has you in his sights.
My character went down, thinking that the grenade would go off but once, but if the gunman shot him and didn't kill him, the guy would just keep shooting until he was, in fact, dead.
We took baseball to Cuba and Japan. I wonder if Iraq will take to it as enthusiastically as they did.
Also, I bet nobody argues with an umpire with his .45 on his hip.
Protecting little girls going to school....that's a good thing.
I think that if us men just shut the fuck up and let women rule the world, all this killing shit would be put to rest.
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