It's never a pleasant experience when you come upon shotgun shell casings like these.
It's even more offputting when you discover that somebody ferried pumpkins out to the middle of the desert to use as targets.
I have more respect for this industrious ant than I do for the pumpkin hunters.
Poor Mr. Jack-O-Lantern.
I have more respect for this industrious ant than I do for the pumpkin hunters.
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I'll never understand some people.
I was riding my bicycle from Skull Valley to Prescott on Iron Springs Road and noticed some handgun casings by the shoulder of the road.
People are astonishing, usually not in a good way.
I suppose I'm just an Elite Liberal that way.
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