Larry raised his beer can in his big right fist; he sighted over it appraisingly at Rick and Snowman. Porn Rick was also swapping out his ammunition to thwart any possible analysis and comparison of the lead batch. Actually it was a modified fireman’s carry, because firemen rarely grip the person they’re rescuing by a handful of one cheek of their ass. “Yeah, there’s probably not any matching rifling grooves left on those soft hollow points after they mushroomed when they hit car parts and flesh and bones, but I’ve been told they don’t need much for a positive comparison and I like to be certain. Larry told the other prospects to stay with the old ladies while the members handled some unexpected club business. I don’t understand why anyone would get one; it singles you out for the cops and for potential enemies like us.
