Okay, so like it’s not bad enough that those tough-guys think they are all dangerous and fearsome revolutionary leaders then they take over a damn unguarded and empty bird sanctuary.

What do they want? Snacks!  When do they want it?  Now!

I am not making this up.

They say that they have been planning this for months, and bragged that they were ready to stay “for years”.  It’s Day Two and they are already out of snacks.

Here’s how this went down:

Guns – check

Ammo – check

Flags – check

Cheetos – dammit, I knew we forgot something.

They want you to mail them snacks. This means that the same guys who want to overthrow the federal government have complete faith that the federal government can deliver their mail.

And socks.  They want socks.  So far it’s hard to tell if they’ll give in over lack of Oreos or become overwhelmed by the odor of stinky socks.

These guys are my new hobby.