Another one in from our infamous south of the border correspondent.
From: Pistol Pete
Subject: Re: Keep an eye out
I’m in Tucson. Yes, back in the USSR. They were afraid to fuck with me at the border. Called me “sir” an’ shit. Rode right through. It was crazy in Nogales Sonora. Fuckin’ dirty cocksuckin’ homicidal drivers, mostly. Tucson is a cyclists paradise though. I wish I could stay… Off to Cali-forni-ia-io-ia in eight or ten days or so. Meanwhile it’s time to figger some shit out. I need to sell my AK as those punks out there seem afraid or guilty or sumpin’. Maybe it’s easier to outlaw firearms than learn good manners… I don’t know. Met a Cali mouthrunner in Mazatlan. Hehehe, the boys there wuz amused when I ‘splained the fax o’ life to ‘im. Bet he’s real brave behind the wheel o’ his Hummer… fuckin’ fags ever’where, I swear. Anyhow, some shit ain’t showed from ebay, so I gotta ‘splain more fax o’ life… Goddamn philanthropist, I is…