Did I mention that you are an obtuse (i.e.dull - blunt - dense - slow-witted) son-of-a-bitch! If I didn't, you are.
Offers on the table, Lil' Bricky. Make good or pound sand - you worthless little troll.
Johnny $
“My horn is full and my pouch is stocked with ball and patch. There is a new, sharp flint in my lock and my rifle and I are ready. It is sighted true and my eyes can still aim.” Kaywoodie
