The 5 most dangerous letters in my first name:
Don’t tell Rolling Stone, but I’m designing a new, high-capacity Derringer. THREE shots.
Wonder if we’ll see a Derringer resurgence, appearing in the inner city instead of just in disputes over poker in saloons.
The genius of the article was after the first 4, you’re like, “What guns are left?” but Rolling Stone found one more you weren’t expecting.
Palestinians just want to launch rockets at Israel in peace.
I remember way back in 2002, one of my very first blog posts was making fun of Arafat. He’s dead now. I get results.
“I know what you’re thinking: ‘Did he fire two shots or only one?’ Being this is a Derringer, the 5th deadliest gun…”