we're living in the future?
that must be the case, neighbors.
nothing else can explain the his-and-hers hottness
of our pair of teleportational special warfare rifles.
new england undead resistance operations, duders.
time-travel in full-effect:
i know you aren't tryin' to hate on those.
and if you even ever thought you could try to?
you'd immediately have a mouthful of big brass balls to gargle.
fact.
ZERO gets it in, ninjas.
fact.
recognize and accept it.
we rep that romantic ragnarok-steady readiness
up here in the gun-friendly white mountains, y'all.
shootin' guns with my sweet lady,
keeping it really-real in 5.56 mm.
you like that two-tone double-green color scheme?
yeah. me too.
it's also from the future.
what a set of solid hard-style lead-slingers,
for optimum zombie deanimation activation.
mjolnir, kids, was thor's hammer.
that's how he brought the thunder.
and that's why we chose it as our logo, too.
bringing the thunder, like AC/DC an' sh!t.
lightning-striking vikings,
doing berserker barbarian battle-beastly business.
that's what's up.
word.
*
the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress is empty,
the birthday cake is belatedly being devoured,
slice by slice.
and the weekend is here again already.
preeminent expertism is here,
live and direct, in real-time high-definition,
with all the levels redlined at eleven.
all you fruitholes know about the night of the 29th?
yeah.
hallowe'en at my house.
dress up, get fed, and participate.
tricks, treats, sweets, and beats.
we've got it,
you want it.
and unless you're a watered-down weak-sauce
waterbaby of disappointment,
you'll be there.
if you actually show up,
i might even let you touch my guns;
never quiet, never soft.....
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