Im a 45 year old Crane Operator that spent time in Federal Prison for Conspiracy and organized crime. Which translates to i caught with a little dope and these superheroes dressed up and like special ops came to my house with six assault rifles in tow. Truthfully they could have called me and i would have come down to the station and talked to em. I actually graduated with one of these bad boys, but he knows 100% if it wasn’t for the other five crime fighters ,as they call themselves, that i would have slapped the shit out of him and took his gun away. There was only 69 people in my grad class, he knows me. Small town problems with big time character. I got lots more to my story so, fuck wit if u want