Yogi #1 notices stray pistol cartridges in my foyer. “You have guns?”
Me: “Tons of guns.”
Yogi #2, who knows my ways, adds, “It’s OK, he’s a Kshatriya.”
"Do you suppose they will choose to make war against lean, solid dogs rather than against fat and tender sheep?"
Yogi #1 notices stray pistol cartridges in my foyer. “You have guns?”
Me: “Tons of guns.”
Yogi #2, who knows my ways, adds, “It’s OK, he’s a Kshatriya.”
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