Meet the guy who fancies himself Tony Montana. At best he might be Temu Tony. Kind of like Hakeem Jeffries is like Temu Obama. No, this jackwagon tried to look hard in front of a bunny-rescue license plate. Watch as he brains himself with his own gun.
When you think you’re Tony Montana, but you’re really Tony from Temu. https://t.co/EdoLmNfKaH
— Kerry Slone(Stilettos&Shotguns) (@thereal_SnS) October 27, 2026
Saturday, 5:16 p.m., somewhere in Ohio. Red Jeep in the background wearing the official Ohio House Rabbit Rescue plate—complete with the cute Dutch rabbit graphic that funds spaying and adopting abandoned pet bunnies. And this absolute clown in the trucker hat and glasses decides the moment needs Scarface energy. He throws the long gun up near his own face like he’s about to deliver the big line, because nothing screams “dangerous man” quite like posing for the camera while your car advertises that you support house rabbits.
It lasts roughly as long as it takes for basic physics to intervene. He tags himself. The boomstick comes back and clocks him. Down he goes. No Scarface. No tough-guy monologue. Just a grown man who can’t keep a muzzle pointed in a safe direction, filmed for posterity next to a specialty plate that exists so people can help abandoned bunnies.
The contrast is savage. One second he wants the world to see a man who handles business. The next second he’s the punchline in front of a plate that says “I help save rabbits.” The muzzle discipline is nonexistent. The self-awareness is worse. He wanted the video to show a hard-charging gangster. Instead it shows a man who can’t even handle a long gun without hitting himself in the head while parked next to a vehicle whose license plate supports domestic rabbit rescue.
This is peak short-bus decision-making in the wild. The universe doesn’t usually hand out participation trophies for this level of stupidity this quickly, but he earned it in real time. The forehead reminder is free. The viral evidence that he tried to look like Scarface in front of a bunny plate is permanent. Some people practice muzzle discipline. Some people practice looking cool. This one practiced neither and got the lesson delivered at high speed by his own firearm—all while his Jeep quietly declared that he supports the rabbits.
Next time the stakes might not be a bruise and a public roasting. But for now, the only thing more dangerous than his gun handling is the gap between the image he wanted and the absolute clown show he delivered in front of that plate.