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?
Thanks ... I didn't understand the message after finding it anyways.
Good gravy! Between the spiders and the sand-squid, the clamorous cabal of byos seems quite mild. Especially since they’re all having trouble staying awake. I don’t know what the problem is: they’re all sent to bed at a reasonable hour.
43 and drizzly. Catz are unhappy, Kathleen is whiny, and the future looks like ... leftovers. Is it 5 o’clock Somewhere yet?
Lawrence Olivier’s “Hamlet,” or a different one? Kenneth Branagh’s had a great cast and sets, but I thought he was a fail as Hamlet.
I love leftovers!
Is it 5 o’clock Somewhere yet?
Have a confession to make. Have been traveling the 5 o'clock time-line for three years. Always quitin' time. HOORAH!
That looks better than leftovers. I actually threw away some baked potatoes because I couldn’t remember when they were baked.
Shows we’re not really hungry, huh?
Unbelievable.
It’s just rain here. Unnngh.
“Between the spiders and the sand-squid, the clamorous cabal of byos seems quite mild.”
It’s the waving tentacles and otherworldly noises.
One could almost mistake it for music.
Perhaps that's Bill's original composition, "Love-Call of the Sand-Squid."
You can do the design for the album cover ;-).
Love-Call of the Sand-Squid, tunes to play seductively at the beach.
*cue screams, strange warbling*
I backed mine up to a thumb drive.
Which then promptly hitchiked across the country.
I have no idea where it is now.
When the late Igor and I git married, we saw Roy Clark and Adrienne Barbeau aat the casino where we stayed, in Reno. He was every bit as funny as I suspected, and Ms. Barbeau was a real hot ticket! My hubby kept telling me she was! LOL!
Best wishes for your full recovery.
Roy Clark the musician?
How are you today? Kathleen bit my finger, just because I was trying to get crayon bits out of her mouth.
I found one of those things about the same size, crawling in my hallway, this morning. It had gotten a dose of anti-black widow yesterday, but I zapped it with hairspray, and when I turned around, it was gone.
Scary.
The hairspray triggered its cloaking device. Now you're really in trouble.
You need a dragon!
Love the pickin’ and grinin’. The LOL make it all worth the time. {{HUGS}}
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