It looked like it was traveling and taking a break, the individuals standing around were staring me down as hard as I was staring at them. They saw my crossed rifles and CIB/ EIB, Gadsden flag on my truck and we locked eyes.

...these individuals were dressed in black, neon hair, partially shaven heads, and possibly female? They didn’t belong in my neck of the woods. I told my daughter that’s not what ladies should ever, ever look like. Any idea the red hand prints?