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?
And the Paisley thoughts flittered ramptiously through the grundig mind.
A curious droning of nosteroths grambling in the rambug.
One of those.
Yes. ;o]
I hope she arrives by tomorrow at this time. The mum is being well cared for, and the G-Ma is adding her two cents. The GG-Ma, however, is “waiting to see...”
;o]
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"Jabberwocky" 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! and through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
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'It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'but it's rather hard to understand!' (You see she didn't like to confess, even to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) 'Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don't exactly know what they are! However, somebody killed something: that's clear, at any rate'
Alice - Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There (1871)
One pill makes you larger....
Viagra.
Er - ah - or so I’m told. (ahem)
Prayers up!
Er - ah - or so I’m told.
Funny, I don't remember having a problem that would require viagra when I was a teen...
But I also didn't do drugs - then...
“Hey kid, hurry it up. Your mom is getting tired.”
I don’t smoke, and Master Carroll has been indisposed for quite some time.
I will tell my daughter to encourage her grandbaby to make a hasty entrance. We are WAITING!
:o])
“And the warriors of the tribe were encouraged to shout dreadful cries at the birth of every new child to announce to all the arrival of a new warrior into the world!”
Lululululululululululululululululu
Yepper! Amazons RULE! :oþ
“Mwengli r’yleh phnglui waganafl fhtagn”
Congratulations on the baby-underway. I hope the delivery goes as planned and everyone is healthy!
The gramma is giving me updates. You’d think it was her first time! (It is!) LOL! She says she is excited to meet Elena Jaylinn, and so am I!
This is a first baby, and as I stated earlier on the thread, the mom has gestational diabetes, so she is being hovered over.
Hence, the prayer request.
Prayer is being provided!
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