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?
Am I incorrect or did someone else wash the sheets and get rid of the bed bugs. That was Yesterday and Yesterday is gone, along with me brain.
Do you think the country can stand another?
When I was very young and my mom was trying to train me, it seemed that every time she would put me on the potty I would cry.
So she asked me, “Why is it that every time I put you on the potty you cry?”
And I said, “It’s my potty and I’ll cry if I want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to.”
Unfortunately, I didn't get the rid-a-bug-bed all the way to the sheets before it - ahem - disappeared.
However, I think some of my effusions during the night got rid of the bug-beds - er - beg buds - er whatever the little critters are called - during the night as they were all gone this morning, along with my socks.
The way my head is splitting? No way. I can’t even find my mouth.
Of course, maybe I don’t need my mouth. Maybe I can just pour it into that fracture up there.
It’s worth a shot - or in this case a 12-oz glass.
Thank you! :)
yep Juniors recipe does do that. and now we know your socks work too.
I’ve already been out and about, and didn’t like the fact that the phone rang and I had to let it go. Ohwell...
I called back when I got home, as I thought it was my niece, but it was the Little Redhead, wanting me to come over! LOL!
Some other day. Niece is still having a hard time coping, and I suggested she get some anti-depressants, even if it’s only temporary.
there’s a warning on the shine.
oh on the socks too.
Oh, look! Beer butt chicken! Mmmmmm...good!
Don’t Let Me Down.
So many choices...so little time....*sigh*
Is that the Tardis fridge?
Now THAT is wrong on so many levels!
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