First stop on the pub crawl

I should’ve had this a few years ago, last time I ran a Humpin’ trail…the one where Leon got half the pack cut off by a pissed-off guy with a shotgun.

Tucson, I am in you!

On-Out to Tucson!

Generator’s running on pixie dust and unicorn farts, I presume? Yeah…didn’t think so.

A random picture from the intertubes…is it just me, or is it a bit dusty all of a sudden?

A bit short of record territory, but still hot.

Antifa’s latest tactic. One of the commenters suggested making the bastards eat ’em if they’re caught:

…and this isn’t even the worst of what’s in store for us.