Shit man,.....come and hang out.
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You know you have some fly aggression issues when your swatter handle needs straightening after every use.
Mom is coming to town for a few days.
Remember when your mother met your lady for the first time? It's only for a few days, but I hope things go well. We'll see.
Kinda been sprucing stuff up around here recent for the upcoming visit.
Not everyone has an ideal relationship with their folks, ain't bitchin' just sayin'.
I hope GK is doing good down at the swap/show.
Guy walks in with a russian sks, UNFIRED on one shoulder. A SA Garand on the other, with ammo, for both.
What are you asking on those rifles? Oh $1300, but i'm meeting a guy here to sell them. $1300 for the garand? NO $1300 for both! ... I whipped out cash, faster than a flasher at cheerleader camp. Here's cash if the buyer doesn't show up in the next 30 min.
Saw the guy later with no rifles. MOTHA FUKA !
The upside is the 1k small pistol magnum primers (for the 357's) i grabbed for $40. Along with a few hundred LRP's for one of the guys at the range.
Even scored a 17 for what i thought was a decent deal. Since it's cash n carry down here. The 33 rd mags included were a nice tough.
Jail sucks.
A friend told me about it once.
It's even worse with no conjugal visits
It really does suck when you've had to make that call to Dad and have bail arranged, and then get your ass beat as well.
I wouldn't know anything about it, but that's what my friend said its like.
BTW, my friend's an asshole.
There are a lot of things in this world that you'll experience and do and enjoy before you shit the bed and meet the maker when your time is up. And if you can't appreciate the sound of a banjo, you're probably an asshole as well.
https://youtu.be/pDlZLsJJkVA
There's a new sheriff coming to town (mom), and I want you folks to know shit is gonna change around here (eggshells) and I don't want any trouble in the town from you hooligans trying to start trouble (what?) . I want all guns confiscated at city limits (tyranny) and nobody say anything inflammatory or inciteful for any reason (extra friendly).
Be complimentary and charming (because it's your duty) outgoing and pleasant. Good luck.
Ehhh fuck..
This morning I found a forum member's temper tantrum to some well earned feedback, very amusing. That is all.
If you?re referring to what I think you are then I also find it amusing.
In general, I find this group very well behaved so when some thin skinned newbie gets his panties in a knot all I can think is this.
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Awwww, shucks I’m always missin the good stuff…….
Whad I miss an more importante, where’d I miss it ?
OW !OW ! OW ! ……….
That shit burns and hurts like hell !
Just rubbed my eye after grinding up some dried Ghost peppers….. I even washed my hands a couple of times before touching my face……
Hey Sideshow... Noxema actually helps with removing the pepper oils from the hands. Use it to remove eye makeup as well so you might at least wash your face with it too & see if it helps.
Wholly agree with preventative measures & using gloves though if possible.
Always gloves with any hot peppers.
WHAT EVER YOU DO. DO NOT TAKE A LEAK, WITHOUT WEARING GLOVES .
[whitewalrus;2346873]Try some milk. Helps take away the burn. Washing your hands doesn?t do much when you have something that hot.
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Cider vinegar works better.
I found that thread....alrighty then.
I've followed this practice the few times I've messed with 'em...... never experience the burn of pepper jizz on sensitive skin though. Probably sucks.
The fondness of burning skin for me has mostly been welding or stupid hot car parts when you couldn't afford the time wasted getting something fixed.
Saying it better would have been "working on a really hot engine because it needs fixed now".
That's more gooder.
Mom....day 1.
Nobody's buried in the arroyo yet.
:)
I haven't been to bed.... too wired up and anxious about shit....can't sleep.
Cool thing is this damn cast comes off tomorrow at 9:30 in the morning.
Mom....day 2.
We somehow managed to knock the toilet tank lid into the tank and fucked up the float and made a huge blue tidy bowl mess all over the floor.
(shaking head back and forth rapidly......WTF?)
Good news is there are still no shallow graves in the arroyo at this time. Bitch is, it might be my grave after getting my throat slit when I'm sleeping, and dragged out into the back yard. You know, from the ol lady. Mom would still talking about some gibberish shit, not asking where I was since last night. Lord knows I love her, but damn.
Mom.....day 3.
I've picked the spot out, but no ground has been broken yet.
I think there may have been more than one. I chuckled at one the other day.
I kept thinking, "Now here's a guy that's even worse at reading the room than I am."
ETA: Now that I thought about it, may have been the same thread, just a continuation. I walked away, I don't have enough time to waste it on ignorance.