Well, at least there wouldn't be any more Left Coast transplants in Boise.

Or native Idahoans, for that matter.



When/if it happens, I want to be in the X ring of ground zero. No lingering death as my hair falls out and I puke my guts out, no hiding from the zombie/mutant/punk rock leather clad two stroke motorcycle gangs roaming the wasteland, just, "huh, what's that flas..."?


Gunnery, gunnery, gunnery.
Hit the target, all else is twaddle!