[ullmandds]

So I got up bright and early this morning to go shoot some old mausers at a 200 meter rifle range in Cheddarland. I went with my friends Illija and Rube.

Upon arrival and after setting up our targets...a few "thugs" entered the range...which is open to the public...and they asked which one of us was Rube. These hoodlums had heard about Rube's killer coin collection and apparently they wanted it.

Rube stepped forward...declaring he'd never give up his coins...or survey their land for that matter...and they then started firing. The first 9mm shot grazed Rube on his throwing hand...than his hip...the final blow was a decisive shot to the rt jugular.


I'm sorry to say...Rube is gone!