Well, Alex is a little Trust Fund baby here in way far South Austin. Not in the ‘04, of course, as we wouldn’t have him polluting our streets. He’s seems just as crazy as a shit house mouse, but it sells.

Capitalism!

As far as the NRA is concerned, handguns are now equated with Mom, apple pie, and little Suzie Creamcheese. I hate the damn things. I’ve got an old H&K rifle, a shotgun, and a bolt action Rooshin rifle. I’ve had the H&K for thirty years and haven’t shot it in twenty. The shotgun is for attempting to kill doves (“What did you shoot?” “About two boxes!”), and the Rooshin 7.62 X 54 is going to be a deer gun this fall.

This guy’s mom wasn’t surprised. Why was he able to buy guns?