i had 3 klatches with my flintlock on a bear Thursday. and i am very ok with that! means i can still hunt. the bear was 25 yards, broadside. facing left. klatch!
he turned and took 2 steps, broadside facing right. klatch!
he took 5 steps and stood listening. klatch! he heard, located, saw and departed for the next state! i just sat and giggled. took the Flinter home, pointed it at my 50 yard gong and Blam!. not his day to die.


the consolidation of the states into one vast republic, sure to be aggressive abroad and despotic at home, will be the certain precursor of that ruin which has overwhelmed all those that have preceded. Robert E Lee
~Molɔ̀ːn Labé Skýla~