The Gun Counter

Some folks just have too much free time...

That little piece of ham on the bottom of the pan, that piece that scorched just a little while the rest of the ham was cooking. In contact with the pan, it became a small layer of ham/bacon/jerky. Oh, damn, it doesn't get any better than that.

Crush your enemies. See them driven before you. Hear the lamentations of their women.

To do nothing all day, and after doing so, to rest.