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?
Good evening, Mr. moose! (Is the time correct?)
Some of the full-time road warriors do launder their clothing that way. We have an excess of easily-available rough roads around here, but they rattle the daylights out of some of the components. (The inverter really gave us a scare last week—or was it the week before?) I’ll do the plunger thing if necessary. “That which does not kill you....” I appreciate the suggestions! You are a constant source of enlightenment.
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It's worth a try. Amazon also publishes quite a few short stories and novellas.
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Yes, some are surprisingly good, and it's an exciting development in publishing.
Sometimes I want to find the authors of those aphorisms and give them a swift kick in the patootie. In my experience, that which does not kill you often makes you wish it had.
Great. How did I get post 666? Now I’m gonna have Kafka dreams all night.
We have a metal washtub, a glass scrubby board like my mom used to use, a rain barrel, but no wringer. However, you can put a vise grip thingy up on a good, stable stud, secure the laundered articles in the grip, and twist the article from bottom to top. I worked out with a body builder who used to twist the moisture out of her pool towel every day. Her forearms were awesome.
That’s a nice pattern for a Jeep camo application.
I think TOL is the soap expert here. I don’t know how to do the lye and ash thing. I just learned this A.M. how to substitute instant yeast for dry and versy vicey.
I have instructions somewhere for making a bow out of PVC tubing. The arrows sound too difficult.
You can make a marshmallow blowgun!
If that’s a heart, it’s missing a few vital components. If it’s an artery, it needs some structural support. Sometimes your pix mystify me.
Is THAT what it was supposed to be. I thought it was a nettie pot so you could pour the coffee directly into your brain.
That was Nietzsche, I think. His patootie is in no condition to be kicked. I did adopt the “trial by fire” philosophy until I retired.
Metamorphosis=groaty.
I already have a blowgun. What kind of target do you use for marshmallow ammo?
Gotta get going. For some reason, I can’t shut up. Calls for nic change.
S’mores? Those little chocolate squares and graham crackers would require superior accuracy. There is someone either on the UT or accessible to a UTer who can expound on the aerodynamic properties of marshmallows. SYL
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