Cadywampus of WeakSauce remaining Incognitoly Convolted Of Random Facts LXl

Damn i just talked to my mother on the phone for one hour and 7 minutes...damn have not talk that long in ...well long time.

She is leaving for 3 weeks to visit her very old parents then to visit my little brother as its his birthday soon

hour and 7 minutes... lol

it was needed

 

yea sure, why not

 

yupp

 

Okay, so my brother was working on his motorcycle out in the yard and had parts soaking in gasoline. I was hanging out and talking to him, watching his puppy play. All of sudden, the puppy comes over and starts drinking the gasoline that the parts are soaking in! It started running around the yard, going really fast, running laps all the way around the whole house. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open.

All of a sudden it just stops running and falls over, motionless.

I said, "Oh no!"

My brother said, "He's okay. He just ran out of gas."

 

That was evil.

 

This is public notice that I'm going to have some kind of explosive fucking fit.

I have no personal time and that makes a very irritable Aerianne.

Puppysitting 7 days a week, plus everything else...

It's going down if I can't bust out of here in a minute.

 

I came home from work today and there was a girl (7 or 8 yrs old) standing (hopping) on one foot because her shoe got stuck in the mud next to the sidewalk and came off.

I saw her mom and older brother unloading stuff from the car and were on thier way to help so I walked on by (my hands were full anyway). But then I heard them talking as I walked on.

Mom: What were you doing walking in the mud?!

Girl: Could you get my shoe please..

Mom: That's what you get for stepping in the mud.

Girl: MY SHOE CAME OFF! Can you get it, PLEASE?!

Brother: LOL!

Girl: It's Not Funny!

Brother: LOLOLOLOL!!

Girl: I SAID IT's NOT FUNNY!!!

^Classic stuff right there.

I couldn't hear anymore of what they were saying cuz they were too far down the sidewalk as I was going through my door.


RF 2: I passed the TB test. Yay

 

That was when the girl pulled out her .357 Magnum and shot her brother's face off.

Tood bad.


When my alarm went off this morning I realized I had been dreaming that my 19-year-old son in AmeriCorps had been smoking mj. Weird, cuz I've really never even thought about him smoking it. I'm gonna try to remember this date and ask him about it.

 

I just hit level 5.

 

i only work friday this week, then have 4 weeks off cause work closing. they do this twice a year.

once those 4 weeks are over from mid april tell halloween i will be busting my ass all day, in long hours.

so during my time off all i want to do is focus on my cardio exercise, sleeping good, read as much as possible, and shoot my .22rifle cause ammo is 1000 rounds for $70 : )

 

You're just two levels away from permanent nirvana.

 

Woo Hoo!!!!

 

Who will you shoot it at?

 

I just like to shoot, and if i just wanna go out for a hour or so i take the .22, everything else is way more expensive and i just keep it in case.

Well when im making better money in summer ill buy the good stuff and practice some with it as well.

 

I've never shot a .22. I shot a 9mm clip-loaded handgun once - indoor range - and a shotgun once, doing skeet shooting. With the 9mm I clustered slightly to the upper right. With the shotgun I shot maybe five or so skeets out of a total 100 or so. I think the ones I hit were purely by chance.

 

yould like the tech 22, its like a little automatic pistol..

 

I'll keep it in mind if I ever go to a range again. I won't keep guns in my house. I like alcohol. If I had guns too I'd probably turn into a version of Hunter S. Thompson...

 

You can get a nice semi-auto .22 rifle, optics, and 5000 rounds for $500 easy.

If i was president i would give all good citizens that gift and a note why.

5000 rounds is alot when most .22s only hold 10 rounds, although they are coming out with bigger mags for them.

 

Yes it takes a certain type of mental-being to own such things.

Most people wouldn't feel safe with 4 loaded firearms in their bedroom.

Owning guns is like signing a weird and new acceptance with death. Cause once you bring it home and put it in your closet...its like talking to you for the first few weeks, tell you realzie nothing in your life has changed except your home is more protected.

But you must train with it, learn how to take it apart, know the basic rules all owners live by.

The veteran gun owners i know are some of the most wise, peaceful, and calm people i know.