The Sheriff of Fort Carson gets a photo sent to his new modernish phone. After much effort in hiring an immigrant worker to work the phone and dictate the photographed message in crappy English, he discovers this. The following is a recording taken after the message was dictated.
A southern country drawl spits out:
"Alright Pedro heres your 5 bucks. Now go home before I deport Ya!
... So the White Hand eh? I just hope there are no burning crosses on any front yards round here in Bone County. We dun already got too much gangsters driving through in their flashy cars. I don't wan't any racist rally's going on here, too much paperwork and diggin'.
Whadda ya mean Pedro? You mean these aren't the KKK? Hey stop eating those taco's I need them to trap your cousins
**Sword slicing sound followed by a gurgling scream- ended shortly by another slice.**
... So... some kinda vigilante are coming to town eh? Well, if ya hear this - you are welcome in my County. We need all the help we can get. As long as you dun harm any of us country folk we will help ya out! Bring me some whiskey anytime from dawn till dusk. Just don't tell the Chief ya hear. Or I'll have some big ass moustache trying to chase me round the soddin' dunes with some police baton halfway up his ass.
And if y'all are some kinda terrorists. Well, I dun got a special place for your kind. Heh heh. "
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