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?
At the moment, I’m eating carrots and green beans in a savory lime-thyme pan sauce. So glad Mr. Sg cooks. I made a pineapple-banana cobbler for tomorrow, but he’s tops when it comes to substantial food. I do dessert and horses’ doovers.
Prayers up and continuing for our FReepers and for their loved ones.
Amen Sg.
I will make certain I leave any party I attend at your place at 9:59. Just wouldn’t be safe after 10:00
Let us forget our pumpkiny proclivities and sink back into that soft cloud of comfort.... Sleep.... Dream....
Thanks, Bob, but I lost my best friend when I was 14. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten over it.
From then on, Death has dogged me, but never claimed me. There is no “reason” why...it just “IS!”
Dangit! MATH?
I seem to have no desire to retire.
Wait.
“Show me the way to my habitual abode,
I’m fatigued and desire to retire!
I Had a stimulation ‘bout an hour ago,
and it went right to my cerebellum.
Wherever I may ambulate,
Wherever I may roam.
You can can always hear me
singing this melody,
Show me the way to my habitual abode.
I sang this with my friend Eloise on the schoolbus...
The counter-melody was simply the ditty...Show me the way to go home!...
I'm fatigued and I wish to retire
Had an alcoholic beverage 60 minutes ago
And it went right to my cerebellum
Wherever I may perambulate
O'er land, sea or atmospheric precipitation....
Dad lived till age 87 and he fought from about 86 for every day he had. Dad wanted to live till he was 110. Dad was and is my inspiration. Mom is living and Mom is a great lady. Being the great lady you are ... you should live as long as my Mom. It is only proper. I’ll not tell her age. A lady does not like to tell her age nor have it told or at least that is what Mom says, and who am I to argue with Mom? Mom still rules the house. Always did ... always will. Mom are wiser than all the angels of Heaven. Moms will go where angels fear to tread, if that Mom is a great Mom. I believe you are a great Mom just like my Mom. I doubt you fear treading where an angel would not set foot. To tell the truth ... I know it. Now don’t ask me how I know what am typing. Can’t tell you. It’s classified.
Oh, yes. Waiting is.
That's what Valentine Michael Smith, the Man From Mars, said, in "Stranger In A Strange Land".
Waiting is.
If mad donna has you locked up, she might find herself trapped in her elevator. They have been known to do strange things. Especially those newfangled computer controlled ones like in her house..
I think the troubleshooting phone link is still active... ;-)
Yes.
Thank You ... I appreciate that. I ain’t typing no more about this. Started to and then said no way.
"But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?"
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Now Darksheare should know not to take the goldfish out of the pond...
That is SO heady! Going to bypass it, for now.
Very soon, I will retire.
My bed is warmed, my Nook is charged and the Kindle is ready for whatever I can throw at it! LOL!
Good night, she sez...life is really worthwhile, even though it seems NOT!
:o])
Nitey, ‘Face.
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