"First we're going to get drinks. Two, maybe three. Not enough to get drunk, just tipsy. We'll talk, whatever, and when we decide we've had enough we'll go back to mine. You're going to sit on my front porch with muffs over your ears and I'm going to pick up my gun and shoot logs like they're tin cans. Bring your sketchbook, shoot, fall asleep, I don't care."
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Date: 2025-05-08 02:52 am (UTC)"First we're going to get drinks. Two, maybe three. Not enough to get drunk, just tipsy. We'll talk, whatever, and when we decide we've had enough we'll go back to mine. You're going to sit on my front porch with muffs over your ears and I'm going to pick up my gun and shoot logs like they're tin cans. Bring your sketchbook, shoot, fall asleep, I don't care."
A pause.
"...After that, I'll consider suggestions."