Agony, terror, anxiety. You are not a hero. Firing a shotgun is practically a death sentence. They have more bodies than you have bullets.

If you want to live, grow some cabbages in the wilderness. If you want to die gloriously, go to Louisville.

Agony, terror, anxiety. You are not a hero. Firing a shotgun is practically a death sentence. They have more bodies than you have bullets. If you want to live, grow some cabbages in the wilderness. If you want to die gloriously, go to Louisville.