The thirstiest I’ve ever been was during a shooting trip in the West Desert with Bammer, when our car broke down in the middle of nowhere.
We were stuck there with half of a bottle of flat, warm Pepsi between us. It was amazing how quickly that Pepsi started to look good even with the cigarette butt floating inside.
It wasn’t like we hadn’t planned at all. We had a bag of sunflower seeds, a partially gnawed Slim Jim, seven guns, and 8,000 bullets of various calibers. But unless someone defensel...
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