short fuse. feeling fiesty. have a feeling its gonna get sloppy tonight. wonder what kinda messes i'm going to make-and how many i'm not going to be able to clean up in the morning. destructions what i do best.
fox's into guns, and when asked about them he always gives the same piece of advice:
dont cross the muzzle against anything you don't wish to destroy.
i better try and remember that. cause temper flared and i think i already have the gun cocked.