There's a prison on Rte. 41

E-word,

In the cubicle over, folks are chatting about hunting. It's funny, actually, they're flipping through a Cabela's catalog talking about bows, arrows, shotguns, and camo. It's like listening to a couple of women talk about shoes, bags, and shopping while flipping through a 'W' magazine, excepting the fact that they are actually concerned about accidentally killing their neighbors with a stray shot.

Love,

Toe