I mean, making paws cold and dead are one of the few things they do well. Capping K9s, always guessing correctly when playing "Who's in my mouth?", sorting dildos with their buttcheeks, and infringing upon rights and freedoms.
Best deals on guns always come from the awkward bald dudes with Filipino mail order brides. Also, if your friend lets you have ammo willingly in times like these, he's probably hooking you in and the big favor is coming later... pretty soon you're gonna be following daddy around by the belt loop, wearing lip gloss, and desensitizing your gag reflex for a box of 9mm.
Looks like something the boss bitch wetback housekeeper at a shit tier motel would pack.
... I approve.
Posts aren't appearing in my history over there now... just a heads up. You guys have no way to possibly give my username access over there? Lost my alternate YouTube/Google account password in a tragic dumpster fire of a phone meltdown and many of my bestgunnit videos along with it.
I mean, how do we balance gatekeeping vs dodging the Reddit detritus and dealing with literally two years straight of people posting here like it's a fashion show.
I mean, I guess cutting loose and letting the cream rise to the top as far as the bestgunnit zeitgeist goes isn't a terrible option. I do miss shitpost flaming retards, and most of you assholes are too darn diddly nice, agreeable, and level headed.
On the flip side of that, I've gotten multiple level IV plate shipments from them in a reasonable time frame. I think they're shady, yes, but just realize that you can be burned, or you can do okay. Chances are better for getting your stuff, but you've gotta weigh that risk.
No arguments there.
Exactly. Nobody gives a fuck what you do to your butt on your own time.
All shitposting and personal feelings about firearms possession by non-violent felons aside, your guy has got to decide on the risks vs benefits. If he has that thing anywhere in his possession or anywhere where it could be located by the ATF if they visit, then he's hosed, plain and simple... unless he's got lots of money to fight the ATF in court or can hitch his wagon to some other organizations lawsuits. They're going to claim constructive intent or some bullshit and try to send him back to prison. I'm not a lawyer by any means, but if he's in good with one he trusts, he might want to talk to them. I'd have a good excuse thought up and I would, under no circumstances, say a single word to any law enforcement entity without a lawyer present. Thats my 2 cents, which probably isn't worth even that much in this situation.
Can you think of a better way to barter yourself out of prison time after a raid than a treasure trove of willfully submitted evidence?
He's definitely retarded. Felon ordering firearms parts with his own name to a trackable address? Come on, man.
It's his first post here and he's asking advice on avoiding felonious activity. He's radioactive, man.
Why make them do something they're actually good at and enjoy? It's like punishing your dog by locking him in a cage made out of hot dogs and bologna logs.
We just had a man in the hospital who had a gangrenous foot wound with his tissue sloughing off. His home was a cesspool and his dog had chewed at his dead foot tissue while he slept. Thats fucking teamwork... the circle of life.
Wait, are you saying your asshole is rock hard or your dick? I was saying stick a stiff dick in that ejection port... but now that phrase suddenly sounds gay.
Mmmm, debatable, but still not confirmed.
Everyone knows Swayze died fighting the Russians in '84, then was reincarnated via a Black Mass sacrifice using the body of a small town Missouri man. Of course, his brief stint in Hell had driven him mad and he proceeded to go on a throat ripping, roundhouse throwing rampage using his demonic strength to destroy his foes. After satiating his bloodlust and sending the Devil enough souls in exchange for his own, he settled down as a banker in Manhattan where he is murdered once again, this time by a mugger on the streets in front of his girlfriend. After a spectral killing spree, God decides to call him to heaven for being such a righteous motherfucker and give him another chance at life as a surfer in California. Swayze, being a raging ball of evil and malcontent at heart, turns to bank robberies for cheap thrills when the straight life can't satisfy him. After a series of twists and turns, he eventually outsmarts the FBI in Australia and tricks them into thinking that he surfed to his doom in a giant storm. After this, of course, he escaped back to the USA under an assumed name, where he became a motivational speaker until he was nabbed on child pornography charges.
Wait, is your 1911 a 9mm, too?
If they'd just put a fucking frame mounted safety on those bitches, OR, even better, just do a frame mounted decocker only, I might think about fucking with one. Beretta 92s just need some ergo updates on their basic bitch models.
If you stick your dick in the ejection port when it's rock hard, you can trip the slide release using the little tab on front left portion of the mag well. Might take a few thrusts, but nobody complains about a few extra pumps... smashes your dick up in there real nice-like, too.
Actual footage of me and my mates taking our 80% kits out for a spin tomorrow on the river before heading back to the basement for pizza rolls, high gravity malt liquor, and pillow talk about abolishing unnecessary government agencies. You guys wanna just make it a party?
You're laying in the gutter watching the rain wash your draining lifeblood down the sewer grate and some jasper with a POW/MIA Vietnam hat and a leather vest adorned with NRA patches and VFW rockers draws down on you with a 1960's-era .38 special in a low squat point shooting stance and grabs his wrist to tame the vicious recoil.
The ATF is like that kid we all went to school with or that coworker we've all had that just has no fucking clue what they want to do with their lives or who they even are even though they're fucking adults, per se. They're 48 goddamn years old and they haven't figured jack shit out about anything regarding themselves or how they even want to handle shit. They're finicky, inconsistent, moody, angsty, and they lash out randomly at people around them for random shit because they have an identity crisis that's causing them to be self loathing and carry around so much pent up emotional baggage that they've become a ticking time bomb.
I found out that the guy I work with that fits that description just ordered a top secret ass toy from walmart.com and one of our other employees just so happens be good friends with the person that works with receiving online order shipments at Wally World. Needless to say, now myself and this other employee are carrying around a dark secret... that our resident manchild secretly stimulates his prostate because he's a deeply closeted homosexual and can't accept that.
What I'm saying is go fuck yourself ATF and lighten up.
Double leg amputations didn't stop the dude that lived down the road from me from driving his motorized wheelchair down a two lane paved county road with no shoulder, going under the overpass, picking up beer from the gas station by the highway, wheeling back, getting trashed, and burning his house to cinders by being terrible at cooking meth.
Gotta turn it up to 11.