We drove across Indiana on Sunday. The electronic highway signs were all saying to watch for suspicious activity on overpasses. I guess there wasn't enough text-space on the sign to say:
IF SOMEONE POINTS
A RIFLE AT YOU
FROM AN OVERPASS
CALL IT IN
A RIFLE AT YOU
FROM AN OVERPASS
CALL IT IN
Senseless crimes like this bring out my desire for poetic justice. In this case, I want to clear the Indiana interstate, and put him on the road, so the people of Indiana can take their best shot.
Cruel? Perhaps. Unusual? Sure.
But I plan to pitch it as a "Farewell Tour."
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