I had a wild hair today and decided to go out and recruit. Recruit for the Militia. The militia that will -mark my words- end this horrible, oppressive, no-good government regime. I got in my truck and rode to the gun range, where I met my newest recruit, Richie. He’s a bit of a loose cannon but I can work with that. At least he knows how to shoot. His friend Mike would have been a good candidate. I got inspired to preach in the town square to find like minded folks to join, and I’ll be damned if it worked. I hosted a barbecue and made the best stakes I ever did make. Ian, Sam, and… uh… what’s his name? I forget but he’s part of it too. Humble beginnings for sure but we’ll be one hell of a militia by the time I’m done with them! Aaaaaa aaaa as aaaaaa aaaa