ZERO HEAVY.

how could i trump a dirty b!tchballs day of
doo-doo buttery doldrums at the tatzap studio?
i mean,
what reverses that kind of weak sauce?
how about a friday night gun meeting, mutha-uckas?1
yuuuuuuuup.
and guess what else?
zombie defensive target training systems
are SO ready to go to print.
yeah!
do you want to shoot a zombified version of some of my friends?
in the face?!
c'mon.
that's the super-turbo fresh hottness, ninjas.
it's really happening.
...finally.
i'm not one for progressive anything,
but progress is a dang good situation in this instance.
one baby step closer to legitimate firearmy business.
you'd all better get busy buying batches of 'em.
and then blasting big bore bulletholes into their brains.
that's the only way, neighbors.
unless you want to get eaten alive like a real little A*hole.
word up.
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shotguns were the other other order of the day.
you need one,
you want one,
and we've got 'em.
soo,
you'll be able to scoople up
an authentic arsenal of zombie defensive weapons.
be prepared;
never quiet, never soft.....