I rarely have the opportunity to say
"I'm looking for a bounty hunter"
So a year down the road, when I'm looking to cut Houdini Sanchez's forehead I'll probably be some hardened psychotic murderer with a posse.
This is gonna rock.
Twice.
I need a cool merc name though
and летучая лисица doesn't always cut it.
Call me Kreuz.
I was on the phone all morning/afternoony thing.
And then my aunt (who I'm buying a car from) took me to dinner and followed me back as I drove my new tagless V8 aurora.
Zippy car is zippy.
I only had... 3 distinct panic attacks getting home.
Things loosened up though once I slammed on the gas on the highway.
Heh... and I used to think a six cylinder was fun.
I think the hip bumps astronomical mileage and ... massive frontal damage on the car are sexy.
What can I say.
I like experienced girls with baggage and hips.
Someone that's been around the block, and not -too- pretty
DMV Tomorrow. That shit is going to be expensive.
And it will suck.