*Longo* Posted Mar 26, 2018, 8:32 pm

Fred "Flint" Stone staggers into the bar from a long travel from a friendly camp, and stumbles onto a bar stool next to leader Frank "####" Roach. "Hey Boss, I was heading back from one of my favorite camps, and as I could see the truckstop in the distance, we got jumped by some slaverrrrrrs. Yelled something about a gang putting a contract hit out on usss. I still had a 12 pack left in the car, so I drank em as they chased me, throwing the cansss at em as they tried to kill us. Was kinda fun." The Boss nods. "I figured we may have angered a gang or two after our recent winnings in a few leagues. We will have to address this nonsense. Glad you had a good time."