Marco Mahler

I have a friend we’ll call Ken, since that’s his real name and he never reads MOKB. Anyway, several years back, while high as a Georgia pine, Ken blew several fingers off his left hand performing an ill-conceived stunt with a short-fused M-80. Now, with July 4th right around the corner, I could stop there. I’d have a perfectly good PSA, the judge would be satisfied and I would be one step closer to having that unfortunate Easter Sunday incident expunged from my record.