Originally Posted by BlackFrog
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.....he was being held down by Debalo, my tracker, and Simone, my gunbearer, the old man's lips flecked with foam, and a bush knife locked in his right fist. I twisted the knife away and shook him, demanding to know what was the matter. His good eye shone insanely in the firelight as he tried to break loose, finally almost collapsing. Over and over, he muttered one word: "Ingwe" - "Leopard."

-Capstick



He actually wrote that about me, but he took a little dramatic license with it..I was clutching a rusty azzed Taurus .38 special in my right fist....


"...the left considers you vermin, and they'll kill you given the chance..." Bristoe