I’m gonna be late to pick up our fur baby, Ammo Man tells me. My wife’ll kill me. His black cap says, DUE TO THE COST OF AMMO WE NO LONGER FIRE A WARNING SHOT. You’d better run, I say. And then: Sorry.… more
I’m gonna be late to pick up our fur baby, Ammo Man tells me. My wife’ll kill me. His black cap says, DUE TO THE COST OF AMMO WE NO LONGER FIRE A WARNING SHOT. You’d better run, I say. And then: Sorry.… more
When Dmitry was little, he counted stones. He imagined they were assets, like shiny diamonds he saw on TV. He fought a lot and his victories and losses were more or less balanced. His mother shouted when she saw his torn trousers and dirty knees.… more