Well, lets just say I got the idea from this guy in Aspen. Kim was tired of our dishwasher and it crapped out with a death-yell type scream, so I brought it outside
and shot it. I did put the tiki torches on for its final bullet to the heart.
Hey, I finally did the DeAnza ride. This was the last camp before Temecula and Dr. Bob had his horse turned into a Morganloosa overnight...by magic.