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?
We offer for your pleasure Shine in two varieties. Sun, and Moon...
LOL!
No shoe?
What’s this about flaming rock socks from the refrigerator portal?
Do I need to wade into the refrigerator dimension again?
LOL!
Due to the massive increase in labor costs brought about with the advent of Obamakare, we have been forced to supply the purveyor of the Shoeshine with an indefinite furlough...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C6iQpkkWZm0
Story wise, Matt Soames does tick off EVA to the extreme towards the end of the SLAVER incident.
Yeah, he goes there.
Yeah, they beat the crap out of each other.
Then she figures out what the plan is, and it gets worse.
The unpuppeted survivors get chased, and then..
Well, I haven’t gotten that far yet.
Honest.
Blast. I had just about figured out how to turn the shoeshine into a flame retardant for rock socks. Then you could put the socks on the rocks and guarantee they would not go up in smoke.
Now what do I do?
Draw the summoning rectangle, and summon Sock Orr, the hideous abomination from beyond!
Elen has two more days of driving practice. I have clean teeth now!
Ominous dark clouds with occasional bursts of catbeems here. It’s been an unnngh day.
Unngh.
Coldish and cloudy here.
Comet Pan-Starrs was supposedly visible this whole weekened just after sunset.
Clouds all weekend.
*Grr*
Is Jake summoning the catbeams?
It might be safer to just let the rocks burn. Sock Orr is one scarey dude.
Unless you’re barbequing brisket. He really likes brisket.
He’s trying, but the clouds are more powerful.
For some reason, I feel as if I, alone, am responsible for releasing the Kraken...
Gominisai
I haven’t been bothered by Kraken today. Why does everyone else get a Kraken infestation and not me? Don’t you like me?
Sock Orr, the Crumbleator.
Stompinator of Lawns, and macrame artist.
Ah, is he complaining about that fact?
Or is he somewhat amused?
Kraken, packed in own ink.
Now available from Goya foods.
He’s gone to the front window to watch the traffic. I think he imagines he might chase cars.
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