The Campfire's much loved post king and village idiot, conjuring up his annual April Fools stunt. Fake recovering alcoholic, fake Deacon, hero in his own mind.
A little bird told me that this year he's coming back as a gunsmith.
You're transposing buttplugs with buttstocks but I'm sure it's an honest mistake.
_______________________________________________________ An 8 dollar driveway boy living in a T-111 shack
