“Certainly there is no hunting like the hunting of man and those who have hunted armed men long enough and like it, never really care for anything else thereafter.” Ernest Hemingway wrote that. I’m sure the Predator would agree.
Per Matt I have officially survived a lot of horror this weekend. First of all, I flew into a tropical storm before touching down in Florida. Unfortunately, with all the turbulence I absorbed, I won’t be needing to ride any… Continue Reading →