I killed a guy.
No wait, what I meant to say was, got home at a decent hour, spent over an hour cleaning the terrarium that houses my frog and toads. Man, what a workout. Then I had a MoW Ruination #2. Later torched an Oliva G (O?) maddie mini belicoso. Good cigars. Got BBs and CO2 for my BB pistol, but the raccoon that tears into our garbage 3-4 nights a week dined elsewhere. Relax...I'm just going to scare it, don't want to hurt it. Much.
Besides, I thought the 12 gauge would wake the neighbors. Little bastid is becoming less and less afraid of us.
