Well, maybe not with my mom.
Posted on 03/15/2013 10:16:41 AM PDT by Cajun Jihad
Edited on 03/15/2013 10:18:18 AM PDT by Admin Moderator. [history]
Greetings fellow patriots! Houston we have a problem! A big one. I'm located in South Louisina 337. On February 28 a white SUV pulled up to the house with red DHS lettering with Texas plates. (Texas WTH i thought y'all were with us) I saw them pull in the drive an met them outside at their truck 2 agents late 40s-50s. They say Hi we are here doing a survey. One agent pulls out 3 volumes (looked like phone books almost sizewise) He ruffles through the pages in first then second volume. He finds my list (The 1 that they don't have). he says so we are doing a survey and we are going around visiting everyone and trying to verify if you own or still have these firearms. He proceeds to show me my list. Every gun i bought from a dealer is on this list. Every one from 22s to Mosin Nagants and everything in between. I was blown away and still am. Many bricks have been shat since then! I told them nah i don't have any of those dangerous baby killers gave them all away after Newtown. They left but sat parked down the road for a couple hours. Probably coordinating drone strike. I have ony told a couple of close friends i trust. I've been tryng to keep it together. The first person i told also had a visit exactly 2 weeks before me. He ordered a questionable part off the net an that's what the agents told him they were after. He lives 5 minutes down the road. I was freaked then but I didn't think anything of it you know he brought it on himself. Until i got a visit. All my stuff is legal and above board. No worries on that part. But then why did i recieve a visit? I don't know i've been gripped with fear since. Keeping watch on my porch, almost sleeping outside some nights. And then yesterday my wife's friends parents who are an hour north of us got a visit. Only the mom was home and she told them to hit the street. These people are farmers and have guns but mostly Fudd guns and relics passed down. The father was going somewhere on business this weekend and next week. He cancelled. Even the Fudds aren't safe from this. My only solace in all of this is the 3 massive volumes the jackboots had. I know i'm not the only one. I don't know what to do?! It took this long for me to tell somebody else. My wife and i are scared [crap]less!I'm not sure if they are testing the waters seeing who will comply. Or if it's something else entirely. Why down here? Why not in Commiefornia or one of these other liberal dreamlands? I thougt we were good we just voted to strengthen the 2nd in our state. i just keep saying in my head. WTF?
That would be the very gal, for sure! *snif*
Hey buck up ... your Mom didn’t get run over by danged ole train last night.
I'm sorry for anyone whose Mom got runned over by a train last night, danged-ole or any other kind. But I'm not sure about my on mother. She didn't answer when I called yesterday. Maybe that's what happened to her?
This is dedicated to everyone of us ... Since we are on The Ride. Mom was walking the train tracks again last night. Told her not to get drunk no more. Mom, this is for you too ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6uR1rZjKkM
Well, at least THAT one's taken care of. Mom's been dry since sometime when I was in college. It took over 15 years but something finally got her to AA and made it stick.
Whatever it was, Dad never ratted her out. I hope she didn't kill someone with her car.
This one goes out to those down in the Engine Room keeping the ship flying... Did Hank Do It This Way? ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=fvwp&v=TNpLSaCirj8
Well, maybe not with my mom.
Hey ArGee wanna go rattlesnake huntin’? Next week and I’ll let you hold one of them critters. Have some video to show if you wanna see.
I did my AF Summer Camp at Eglin AFB in Florida. We had training about indigenous critters before going on our survival campout. A group of Army Rangers showed us the snakes.
When it came time to show us the Eastern Diamondback, two of them dumped it out of the box and pinned it with their tool. Then one picked it up and walked around showing us what it looked like and got it to show its fangs.
When it came time to show us the Water Moccasin, three of them dumped it out of the box and danced around a LOT before they finally pinned it. Then the guy (who could have dropped and done 100 pushups without breaking a sweat) carried it around. The thing was jerking his hands around like crazy and we were all a little nervous it might make him let go.
I’ll come carry a Rattler, but you can carry your own Water Moccasins.
I was never afraid to go swimming in the lake near my house, but watching that Ranger with the Water Moccasin gave me second thoughts.
Suppose from you lack of getting back to me that is a NO?
ArGee my error. Proud of you. Been on a rattlesnake hunt. You got guts boy. Ain’t going moccasin hunting. One of them two legged ones almost took off me scalp back when I was young. Was legging it out west with Louis and Clark ... well that another story. Have to tell it sometime. ArGee, I ain’t holding that moccasin! There might be an injun out there with only one. You hold it! Papa is threatening to take a drink, over in the corner. Papa calm down ... we’ll go groundhog hunting; we gotta bury Mom first. That’s Papa, he don’t let anything stand in the way of hunting.
Ahh-yup.
Now, the UNdead, by contrast -- we're quite different, see. Rather than beg, I'm gonna crack you in half, bite off your frozen ends, then suck out your chilly essence all the way down to your woody little sticks!
AAHHH-HHAAHH-HHAHH-hah-ha-hahahahahahaaaaaaa!
you got guts .... don’t kill ‘em Dark ... sic a snake on ‘em or share that spider.
It would be fun, but I couldn't tear myself away next week if they declared open season on Kardashians. And I'd LOVE to go Kardashian hunting.
Actually, implant one of your nightmares.
Actually don’t have to implant a nightmare. We just bring ‘em out here, back in the hills and let the wild animals have ‘em. It’s kind of entertaining. The screams go on for hours.
Monday Cat's gonna be my wallpaper 'til stuff gets straightened out.
Of course, if I bagged one, I'd want to mount a little more than her head, if you catch my drift. She's a two pointer fer sure. I'm not gonna 'splain because this is a family thread.
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