Adios

I was out screwing around in the back yard with a bb gun tonight. I drew aim on a bird up in a tree about 70 feet away. I didn't think I'd actually hit him, and if I did, I thought it would just scare him off. Well, I killed him. One shot and he fell to the ground. After I shot him, I looked down and was standing in a pile of dogshit. Karma.

Why are teenagers so hard to talk to?

I'm outta here. Talk to you soon.

Peace-
Matt