“A pink puff danced off his head. And he was dead. His eyes would haunt me later. But not then. Then, it was killing time.” — Josh Stallings Copy Share Image
“A pink puff danced off his head. And he was dead. His eyes would haunt me later. But not then. Then, it was killing… — Josh Stallings Copy Share Image
“Pulling out onto the highway I noticed a stone pillar commemorating the Donner Party. They were a true testament to the American spirit, push… — Josh Stallings Copy Share Image
“There is nothing quite like the cold taste of gun oil on a stainless steel barrel to bring your life into focus. ” — Josh Stallings Copy Share Image
