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WHeeeeeeee!!!
(The growler is almost empty)

Whassup, Trade? Long time no Tradin'.
 
I have the go ahead from Amanda to order one, but damn I can buy a lot of Moras for that price.

Jeremy

Welcome to high quality folders in general :( While fun and folding, the price tag that comes with them is rough. I think I'm finally starting to kick the habit on them:foot:
 
What's up Daiz. I've been a moving target here lately.

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And it certainly won't hurt having a rooster to help protect the flock.

We're not allowed to have a rooster here inside the city limits; I think they're afraid the neighbors would complain about the sunrise alarm clock :p
Got bit by a mosquito this evening.... Right on my lip.... This is weird.

Could be worse... when I was in HS my buddy and I were shooting hoops at his house... suddenly I felt like I'd been punched right in the kisser :mad: :confused: Never saw it coming, but it turns out there was a hornet's nest inside the garage almost directly behind the backboard, and they didn't appreciate us banging on their wall. So one of them decided to sting me right in the lip to let us know. :D
 
I'd say you have herpes :D

Which I think the cure is rubbing bacon on it....

That reminds me of a story...of course most things do these days.

I was working at the US Army Field Artillery School at Ft. Sill, Oklahoma, back in the mid '90's and was eating my lunch at my desk as I often did. I had two branches that worked for me, one of which taught tactical communications (how to turn on and talk on a military radio) to all the Field Artillery AIT (Advanced Individual Training) students. So for some reason the telephone operator on Ft. Sill would connect callers to that branch if it was an AIT question and they didn't know where else to connect the call.... Sooo, this particular day, a lady called because she wanted to get in touch with one of the female AIT students. The conversation went like this:

Caller: I'd like to speak to one of the female AIT students.
Me: What is her name?
Caller: I don't know.
Me: What unit is she in?
Caller: I don't know.
Me: Do you know her MOS? I maybe can figure out the unit based on that.
Caller: No.
Me: I'm not sure I can help you.
Caller: It's really important that I talk to this lady and all I know is that she is a soldier in AIT right now. I was in a bar last night and heard her telling her friends that she was going out with this guy the next night. Well, I went out with him, and when we went to have sex, I noticed all these pimples on his groin. He told me that his Doctor told him that it was from eating too much chocolate. So I wound up getting herpes. And I'm a nurse, and have pictures of the man's private area and want to show this lady the pictures before she goes out with him. I didn't want to talk to her in front of her friends, so now I'm trying to find her.
Me: I still don't think I can help you find this soldier without a name, unit, or MOS. Perhaps we should just warn all the women not to go out with anyone they met in a bar, although I'm not sure if that would do any good.
Caller: Okay.
Me: Good luck. Bye.
 
It seems that Krekels has become our Sunday thang to do. A double bacon and cheese Krekel burger with grilled onions. Oh, the joy:

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It seems that Krekels has become our Sunday thang to do. A double bacon and cheese Krekel burger with grilled onions. Oh, the joy:

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Man, I just got home, 4 hours in the hot sun at the range and I plop down in my chair with the AC on and now I have to go right back out again and get a burger...


Got to shoot a Barrett .50, an '03a1 Springfield, a Schmidt-Rubin, an FN FS2000, a Beretta 90two, and a suppressed H&K .45. Can't think of a better way to get heat exhaustion.
 
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