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Civil War’s A-Brewin’

mshapiro Wrote: Feb 08, 2013 8:46 AM
Then how about this one? I remember when I was a kid and there was a real problem with wild dogs in our town because there was alot of woodlands and a lot of game small enough for them to live on. One dog in particular grew to love the nightly raids he would make on our truck farm. He loved it enough that he grew bold and started coming by during the day when my friends and I were playing outside. My mom called the cops several times and every time the "trained" police officer missed with his rifle from a range of less than 20 yards and the dog ran off. So one day the dog came by while all of us kids were outside playing and decided today was the day he went for some bigger game and started trying to take one of us down. I grabbed a stick..
mshapiro Wrote: Feb 08, 2013 8:53 AM
and started trying to scare him away but he just wouldn't stop. That's when my mom came outside with the shotgun and drilled that little barker in the side with her shotgun. This of course caused our pansy liberal neighbor to call the cops because my mother had discharged her firearm inside the city limits in violation of the draconian laws in our New Jersey town. The cops came out and told her that what she did was illegal and she responded that, "Maybe if your animal control officer could hit the broad side of a barn I wouldn't have had to save all these kids lifes right now but if you want to take me to jail for doing what you guys aren't willing to do and take care of the wild dog problem go ahead. I wasn't going to let it kll and...

A pretty, young, auburn-haired woman – mid-20s – drove down a lonely country road somewhere in Oklahoma. Appearing in her rearview mirror, at the back windshield, were two menacing orbs of light floating amid ashen dusk. The guttural roar of a souped-up big block shook the tiny Volkswagen Rabbit as a van-load of inbred thugs lurched left and drew alongside her. A ponytailed passenger taunted inaudibly and blew foul kisses between crude hand gestures. He pointed for her to pull over as the van repeatedly swerved dangerously close.

Inside the car a man, asleep in the reclining passenger seat,...