My car took the bullets. I am safe.
When I say that I am the people I serve, it’s not a slogan!
A bullet went through my door handle on one side of the car, another went through my tire on the other side.
I’m committed to taking us from “surviving St. Louis” to “living it.”
It is a false flag. She knows the gun-person/thing.
Hmmmm. Anyone seen juicy smellit?