If anything, that term is disparaging to the actual gorilla marksman that I'm sure Russia has probably secretly trained.
I like a more modern touch on the classics.
Guerilla sniping sounds like a racist term describing Chicago gang shooting techniques.
I actually am a pharmacist... hence the "doctor of sorts." There are lots of veterinary drugs that are literally repackaged human drugs from the same factories (kind of like some generic human drugs are made in the same factories as the brand name drugs)... and there are some that are formulated specifically for animals but in ways that usually aren't harmful for humans (flavorings, extra additives, etc). However, whatever strength of active ingredient is stated is what is going to be delivered regardless... so like you said, Doxycycline 100 mg will have the same amount of drug delivered as the human dose... it might just taste like Alpo. There may be some slightly different standards as far as potency (85% of stated strength allowed vs 90% or something), but I'd wager that most drugs sold for animals in the US are at least as good as drugs used for humans in most other countries... chances are they are the same things they take in those countries, regardless.
TLDR; You're right on all fronts. Most the problems with my human patients come down to healthcare affordability and whether or not the patient actually gives a shit enough to take care of themselves.
"How to Win Friends and Influence People" (to prep yourself for future cult building)
We've got legit legal minors dodging violent commies and stacking hella bodies... and then we've got this guy who gets bamboozled by the fucking seagull from Little Mermaid while he's packing big iron.
My anaconda looked like a bun,
So the gull snatched it, son.
Baby got snatched.
Yes, but if I'm repopulating the world, I'm gonna go for some freaky deeky shit. My progeny will be burning giant effigies of Jesus riding a T-Rex while he wields the same blessed +1 Divine M60 that he used to mow down the zombie Nazis that Muhammed raised from the dead to kick off WW3. Did you know that on the 8th day, God decreed that women were to offer up their assholes to their menfolk as a holy sacrament? Why, you ask? Because blessed Virgin Mary was a big fan of the poophole loophole and was really into anal. Front butt is for procreation, but that back pussy is there for those in between times.
Fish Ntibiotics are Fallout-level desperation. Though, if you need to soak your junk in a mini whirlpool hot tub full of broad spectrum antimicrobials after a night of raw dogging your way towards repopulating the earth with right-wing propaganda indoctrinated child soldiers, they might just be the ticket.
Hopefully the A-cup was on his dominant side so he could still shoulder a rifle.
... wh-... what happened to him?
Yeah, don't take fish antibiotics... that's just dumb. You've gotta go online and get some veterinary-grade antibiotics made for mammals. Trust me, I'm a doctor... of sorts.
Buy this, chop the head off, and insert your gun inside.
Just to be clear (since we are where we are), I am talking about the teddy bear, not the child.
Bonus points if you cut a hole in the crotch for the barrel to slide through so your solid steel bear dick can skeet big lead.
Pics of Rosie O'Donnell feet have been around as long as cameras have existed and pigs have had feet. There could also be an argument for them existing for as long as people have been drawing demons with cloven hooves, but that's a discussion for another time.
http://www.sageinternationalltd.com/SIL/M1-CALCS.html
Come to me, Bubba. Join the dark side. Look how practical and modern it makes the M1 Carbine... the QD socket, the rail space for that PEQ you'll never buy, the goddamn wire collapsible stock. Just look at it. Buy it and shun your ancestral wooden stock... if only to piss off your liberal family members by converting that M1 carbine into the scariest possible black rifle that the platform allows.
No judgement here, friend. The smokes are just what they do to pass the time between the other three activities.
Add an overflowing ashtray and you've got yourself a combloc Norman Rockwell painting.
People wanna be in the streets like it's the goddamn wild west, then wanna bitch and moan when Wyatt fucking Earp shows up.
My suppressed PTR MP5 clone makes me feel like even though I've got a sister-wife situation going on two smoking hot wives (12.5" 5.56 and 10.5" 7.62x39), I'm still cheating on them with a pretty plain looking, slightly chunky girl with a pretty smile half hidden behind some waterfall curls who does absolutely nothing quite as good as they do, but still gets me feeling some kind of way every time I touch her. It has no last round hold open, it slings brass to the moon, it's an inferior cartridge, but goddamn, when you put your hands on her and admire her beauty in the moonlight, fiddle that flashlight button until she starts to glow, and the jiggle her giggle switch until she gets revved up and runs all night long... fuck man. She just purrs like a pussycat.
... wait, what was I describing again?
I wonder if the market was too much crowded with alternatives in the 8 inch area (Stribog, Banshee, Extra, MP5, B&T stuff, Ruger PCC, Scorpions, etc). I mean, some of the ones I listed eventually offered shorter versions, but at the time it was discontinued not as many did. Either that, or their LE/MIL contracts were all for the shorter versions... thats really Sig's priority. I really don't understand why they'd discontinue it either, in the end. I mean, granted, you don't need 8 inches for an effective 9mm, but it helps suppression and smooths out recoil.
I don't think they publish books for retards... unless you count grade school reader books. You guys are all the audience I need.
Taking time to explain things on people's level is one my specialties. I've explained circulation in terms of plumbing and heart problems in car terminology... but when dude with a blood sugar of 500 on his 5th hospital visit this year tells me in between bites of pancake that he knows more than me because he's been a diabetic for 28 years and he reads Google, then the problem no longer lies at my feet.
I work with some brilliant cardiology people on a regular basis, and I often hang out a few minutes after they leave whenever we see patients together to make sure that they understand all the complicated shit that just fell out of the NP/physicians mouth because most people have a hard time saying that they don't understand what a provider is saying.