I ain't going to say anything about anyone particular, but one morning I walked into the living room at the disciplinary barracks just before daylight. Jim had already made a pot of coffee, and my nose was leading me in.
There was a ruckus going on, over on the couch that sounded like the Stihl Lumberjack competition. You know the event, the one with the saws that look like volkswagen super beetle engines with a 30 inch bar?
Anyway, as I stepped into the living room, somebody revved a saw, and it pulled the hat right off my head. Said cover flew across the room and then hung in the air like a ghost, between two of the occupants of the disciplinary sectional...
Damnedest thing you ever saw.
Well that explains the seismic tremors in the region...
"Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other." - John Adams
