Merca.

Join me on a journey... until I get lost that is...

From the babbling brook of the bayou and the rutting of the mountain elk in the rockies, from the hustling city to the country retreat, bijou restaurants and the A Train sweeping the nation like a vein of culture and life there is one thing that unites our cousins across the pond. Guns...

...Oh and Trump.

Merca's murkin himself.

Very sweary incoherent ramblings from your favourite disabled fat lad from the northeast of England.