Ah yes rook, I very much appreciate the heads up.
I apologize for my late entry and am quite flabbergasted by the coincidence of this thread having spent the day working as a farmer…a 30 year very effective cover for what WAS a wonderful career as Special Agent for the NCRSAP (National Center for the Removal of Stupid Ass People) as liaison to CIA, FBI, ATF, DEA, and Immigration. The latter of which
@JoshHunting may want to pay attention and in fact, may as well find his favorite pair of jumper cables, zip tie himself to a kitchen chair, and await the inevitable knock on the front door.
As to the coincidence…only yesterday I was forced to submit the required paperwork to initiate retirement from my beloved NCRSAP. The injuries sustained during the cowardly attack on my person have left me unable to perform my duties at the level to which I am accustomed. Indeed, had they been only slightly more severe, I may very well have been put on the priority list for removal from the population by my very own colleagues. With my left eye impossibly crossed and staring across the bridge of my nose, my peripheral vision is quite challenged leaving me with difficulty wiping the constant drool from my chin…the missing teeth and drooping lip unable to aid in abating the flow. The metal plate in my head creates difficulty getting through airports to attend to my international duties. The extreme limp of a shortened right leg, it’s bones shattered in the attack, cause a very recognizable gait leaving me without the ability to remain incognito and the useless left arm, also shattered in the cowardly act, remains uncontrollable despite months of therapy. It does however make for an extremely useful fly swatter if I move my hips and shoulders quickly in a well choreographed swinging motion. Alas, enough said of my numerous encumbrances, I shall persevere as I have been allowed to remain gainfully employed on the farm that has so graciously been my cover for so many years…albeit banned from operating heavy equipment.
And so to @JoshHunter , I must say, had you no participation in the attack that so ended my highly classified career, my advice to you would be to use the short time you have left to find the offender and therefore exonerate yourself, sparing you the bright lights and excruciating experience of the cold hungry sleeplessness of days morphing into night as the information is plied from your terrified mind in the daze of near unconsciousness. I still have friends in the right places…and I can even remember some of their names.
www.africahunting.com
