Well, he was an out-of-stater (FL plates), but I never got a name or address. Our shooting range doesn't have a sign-in (although after this I think it'd be a good idea), so we have no way of knowing who it was. I'll tell you this, though, I'll remember this sonofabitch's face, and if he ever shows up in here again he's in a world of hurt. I'm with you, Lurkette: and that place in Hell is hopefully sited in the U-Bend of the toilets servicing the section of Hell wherein reside child molesters and people who talk in the theatre. Unfortunately, all but the -really- egregious stuff (like the guy in Ashe County last year who got caught pan-frying Boxer puppies alive) slips under the radar around here. The Sherrif's Dept. and town Police are fully infiltrated by the Cornbread Mafia (ie; they all went to High School together, drink together, and their kids smoke dope together, in addition to plenty of them working -for- the Departments), so none of the Manly Men responsible for this kind of thing ever gets nailed. After all, "it's just a Goddamned cat, a woman's critter, too many'a them fuckerz'round here annaway. My dawg eatsum alla time!"
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