And you ain't the man either buddy. You'd be a twisting squirming mass of concealed twigs that a child could spot. One man stays under cover moving a hat or something to draw your attention while the others flank you. Next thing you know, theres a bullet pain in your leg and you surrender. They strip you naked and throw you on a fire ant hill. Fun time when those ants crawl into every opening of your body.
RIKA
RIKA