50 Reasons Not to Fuck With Me
I hadn't shot in nearly 18 months when I hit the range today. As all good Texans do I am taking my concealed handgun course on Saturday. I wanted to make sure I was dialed in before my qualifying shoot. Turns out I would have been good to go. I shot 50 rounds from 15, 25, and 45 feet.
That's How I Roll
That's How I Roll





That kinda makes me a little tingly in my naughty parts. Too bad I'm a guy and you're a girl and we're both gay. Oh well, Whatchagonnado?