I "shot" somebody with an HE round from an M203. Never with a rifle or handgun, though.
BG almost shot me once (that I know of). I'll let him tell the story if he wants to.![]()
I "shot" somebody with an HE round from an M203. Never with a rifle or handgun, though.
BG almost shot me once (that I know of). I'll let him tell the story if he wants to.![]()
Kyle
Girlscouts? Hmmm, I don't know... I think it's kinda dangerous to teach young girls self esteem and leadership skills.
After reading one of Melvin's posts...............
My T.P. wheeling and dealing feedback is here.
Opinions are like assholes, everybody has one, and it stinks more than mine.
Yo Homie, That my chainsaw ?
Pati, improbe et vince
About 2 days ago after reading some shit posted by a newbie.
The Great Kazoo's Feedback
"when you're happy you enjoy the melody but, when you're broken you understand the lyrics".
i think ive told this story before but here goes
my super libitard brother was visiting from jersey.....to piss him off i OCd the entire time he hates guns told me i was stupid to carry one etc etc
well we are driving to the gas station and you have to make a left to get in there.....i just missed the yellow didnt want to run the red this guy behind me starts going CRAZY! honking the horn cursing and screaming at us etc...
so we pull into the gas station i pump my gas and am at the counter getting my change when my brother goes oh shit here he comes.....this nut must have gone down the street and decided he wanted a fight! so he hops out of his car and shoves the door open comes charging over to me all puffed up as he is doing this i pivot around he looks at my hip sees my old xd and just DEFLATES
"sir i just wanted to apologize for my wife she was beeping the horn and yelling"
"bitches be crazy"
and walks out gets into his car and drives away
hahahaha my brother didnt have one negative gun comment for the rest of his trip
Last edited by cofi; 02-02-2013 at 13:20.
Other then active duty...
2 times when I lived in Las Vegas, one time some drunk walked into my living room and sat down in my recliner while me and the wife were getting ready to go out. From the sound of the door, the footsteps then the squeak of the chair I knew it was one person and where he was, I thought about grabbing the shotty but thought no it would be funner to beat him unfortunately he was to fast to catch.
I jogged every night like 10pm when I was in the DEP after my night school at the community college. I always carried a Springfield mil spec 1911. One night when running down Flamingo by the Gold coast some shits drove by and shot me with a paintball gun, at first I thought it was real from the pain and the splatter at night haha. Right after they shot me the stop light turned red about 20 yds away and traffic was so busy they couldnt go anywhere. I bet they never pulled that shit again, we had a little come to god style meeting.
Last edited by trlcavscout; 02-02-2013 at 13:51.