got a gun, fact i got two that's ok man, cuz i love god.. glorified version of a pellet gun feels so manly, when armed.. kindred to be an american... life comes...i can feel your heart... life comes...i can feel your heart through your neck... like some...i can steal your heart from your neck...PJ Glorified G
"How yah doin?" "Huh" You haven't said anything all day" "Oh uh, yeah." Esme shrugs. "I always hate this part I guess." Kieran nods and bends to take a seat beside her."How you like the gun?" She scoffs" It sucks, I miss Benard" he nods. " You know that gun never jammed on me once! He was a real gentleman Bernard. "