Noticed Frank got a little quiet after I loaded the 444 Marlin in the truck and he sat in the truck and saw a nice blade by the shifter, ice pick by the seat and pepper spray on the visor. He asked if that was enough and I told him no the 38 is in the glove box and a bat was behind the seat. I just ain't gonna die for lack of shooting back. Met another brother up there who was finishing cooking school and was going to run away to FL and be a cook. He wasn't going to take his girl friend but said she would know he was gone for good when she saw he took his cookbooks with him. Had a blast Frank, see ya again soon !
