Yeah, that's me, Tracer Bullet. I've got eight slugs in me. One's lead, the rest bourbon. The drink packs a wallop, and I pack a revolver. I'm a private eye.
Sorry bout this but I just noticed that when you leave my site fortuneshitty spawns a small window. I'll see about getting a real site soon (I could prolly get it up on the computer here at work), but for now just bear with it.
