Hey Gaston, I thought we were friends.
Last week on my blog, I put up a post with this title: Don’t Point…Take!
And then yesterday, in what appeared to be a cyberslap in the face, you posted this one: Point!
And I refuse to mention that you called me out on the fact that duck-hunting dogs don’t point. Like I could even know that, you metrorednexual gun-slinger.
So what gives? I mean sure, you’re just two steps across the hallway from my office and I could just walk over there and challenge you to a duel. But first: you have the aforementioned guns. And B: public fake-fights are so much more saucy.
So can you explain?
And while you’re explaining that, tell me what this is all about: