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?
Well, DRAT! Stoopud fone.
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We were talking about ships, not fried eggs.
Thanks!
I finally couldn’t take it any longer and called my son. He said he is fine and that when “they” got home last night, he was “too distracted” to follow up on telling me anything.
*sheesh*
He is at work, but obviously, his truck is totalled. I told him not to even ask to borrow MINE! LOL!
Not sure how I feel about his silence. Unlike him, for sure.
Aurora Waxealis
Wheels of steel in the sky keep on turning.
Man, it was like... I could see the grooves that made up the universe. I could see the universe spinning at 33 1/3 revolutions per minute, but not regular minutes - like, cosmic minutes, man. And the entire physical world was just a giant speaker cone to amplify the song of existence.
Then I heard a rhythm from deep within eternity. Duh-dem. Duh-dem. Duh-dem. The heartbeat of everything. It sounded a lot like record needle at the end of a side. The question is, man: is somebody about to flip us all over? And will any of us be around to hear side two, man?
You saw the hiccup too?
Yep. Sloppy programing for a segue...
That is good to hear. He probably feels pretty upset about the truck. I hope he had good insurance, both for any injuries he may have had treated, and for the truck repairs or replacement. I also hope that he visits you soon so you can see for yourself that he is all right. God bless you both.
How to inescapably imprison your socks on laundry day.
Buy a “sweater bag” in which to wash your “sweaters.” Let the socks know that the bag is for “sweaters.” On laundry day, sneak up on the dirty socks and capture all of them. You may need some backup for this part. Stuff them in the “sweater” bag whilst laughing hysterically at your success and their weeping and lamentation at the loss of their freedom and wayward travels to other dimensions through the washing machine portals. Toss the bag in the wash with whatever you usually put in that load. Dry the load, and then carefully escort the socks to their drawer and lock ‘em up there in neat, folded (or turned in on themselves) pairs.
I haven’t lost a single sock since 1997.
I was so exicted to find this that I ran out at lunch and did some laundry to show my socks who was boss.
Unfortunately, one sweater now is missing a sleeve and the other is missing its waistband.
Apparently, the socks were telling secrets while waiting for the tub to fill.
Well, unnngh, but at least your son is okay! At his age, he should have remembered to send you more information. Of course, I didn’t learn anything about DP’s accident except a text, “We had a collision but we’re still running the race,” until 24 hours afterward, and I was still digging details out of him several days later ...
It was ... a technology problem, that’s it!
He only had liability on the truck, and since he hit the car ahead of him, he will most likely get the ticket. The insurance won’t get him a new truck, but he said he would “part it out,” as he could get more for it.
He said he has been drinking lots of water, and took some ibuprofin right after he got home.
He won’t visit any time soon. They “don’t visit” unless it is beneficial to her.
Thanks for the wishes, though. They mean a lot to me. :o])
It has been so long since that has been seen here! Thank you so much!!!
*hug*
Thank you very much for the limited-edition whiskey! Anoreth is fond of a tipple, even more so now that she can have it legally.
Apparently I missed something in not catching up on every post.
I’m glad everyone is healthy. Trucks can be replaced.
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