people think we didn't try talking first. telling them to fuck off, refuting their trash ideology or even trying to persuade them out of it. they loved that shit. they were there to talk but they were not there for any great debate. fuckers were there to recruit, it was preditory. they did not fuck off until it was clear we would make them, AND that we'd do it before they opened their mouths. they fucked off when the recruitment pool was closed to them.
guess i can see how on paper a bunch of kids living off pabst and shoving eachother around to loud music, was a good hunting ground. they read that particular room wrong though. and "punch them until they left" was they only way they were gonna go.
the squash bugs found me, so i had to adjust my timeline with the big pumpkins. the two smaller green are 'dark knight', i was trying them out but don't think i'll do them again. Then theres my one sad lonely winter squash.