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  LMAO, how so sir? Sounds like a good story. :D

This particular song struck home for me because when I was younger between the ages of 10 and 14 I was constantly abused at school by different and varying crowds of kids. Some whom I thought were my friends and some whom I didn't like to begin with. I was a bit of introvert, overweight, and was very sheltered growing up as my mother worked for a church so this led to me being singled out by the other kids. I was so depressed that I was on the verge of running away or doing much worse, those were the ABSOLUTE worst years of my life. One person was able to keep my spirits up back then and is a member of this forum. Well, this changed when I was about 15 because my growth spurt kicked in and I suddenly grew to about 6' in my freshman year, the same kids whom were still tiny no longer picked on me as I was considerably bigger than they were. I vowed from there on if I saw anyone getting picked on I wouldn't turn a blind eye like the teachers did and would listen to them when their parents wouldn't and have stood up for a few kids I knew back then. Remember, one friend with a few kind words can save a life.   http://youtu.be/ptzzU7jFQwo

*inner fat kid responds* Did someone say IHOP?

Heads up jacob AIM has Rommy AK mags for super cheap this weekend. http://www.aimsurplus.com/product.aspx?item=MAK47PS&name=Black+Polish+Radom+AK47+30rd+7.62x39+Synthetic+Rifle+Magazine&groupid=714

  I don't think I'd wait, I believe that I'd take as many back roads as I could though. Wait too long and you may give looters an opportunity to set up shop.

Welcome from the middle cousin.

We here in Cookeville have something called the Fall Fun Festival, this year one of the main events is the appearance of a gent I went to high school with, Rich Froning Jr. I saw this post on my facebook and then noticed something about it and then just laughed at the irony. A local buger joint, Flippin' Burgers if you must know which and I won't lie as I love eating there lol, known for building up their business on the same principles as Five Guys, giant @$$ burgers and enough fries for a years worth of starch is sponsoring this ad on FB... If you didn't know, Rich Froning Jr. is the fittest man on earth(http://games.crossfit.com/video/fittest-man-earth-rich-froning) three times running, I just thought it was IRONIC as HELL that a burger joint known for its GIGANTIC outlandish burgers was promoting this, lol. Nothing wrong with it, just me finding this funny. :p

  Instead of directing the air pressure, which is carrying the sound, in a 90 degrees pattern from the muzzle, it redirects it to the sides so it sounds louder, all it's doing is redirecting the sound to your sides.

  I use a putty knife.

Jeb was about to move the bodies when he heard something behind him he spun around to see a silouette but could make out the muzzle pointed at him. Jeb slowly let go of his PS90 letting the sling catch the weapon then raising his hands to the air, being as calm and collected as he could after having just vomited and shot two men, "Now I don't know who you are but these men invaded my house and..." before Jeb could finish a weapon mounted light came on immediately blinding Jeb forcing him to throw his hand up in defense of his eyes, his interrogater asked, "Jeb?" This caught him off guard since this man who not five seconds ago he thought could've killed him, "Who are you??!!"   The light immediately turned off, the man then stepped to where the street light could catch his face revealing his idenity, "Sorry man, to be honest I thought that was you on the floor." Jebs eyes readjusting back to the darkness then began to take into focus of the man, "Oh HELL, Tay!!!" The idenity of his would be attacker was Taygan or Tay for short, he had been friends with Jeb for years and was formerly of the U.S. Army, his unit was the 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment or otherwise known as Delta. His experiences and training led to him more or less founding their MAG. As of a few moments ago Jeb, unbeknownst to him, was staring down the muzzle of a FN SCAR 17S while on Tays hip sat his Kimber 1911 Eclipse II. The two gave the traditional fist bump, Jeb then said while chuckling, "I swear man, I thought you were about to kill me!" Tay gave a bit of a shrug, "Well, for all intents and purposes I WAS going to kill you." Jeb then said, "Well I'm glad you decide to take that alternate route..." Tay reached for his forehead turning on a headlamp then looking at one of the bodies, "So you wanna explain the Hell happened here?" Jeb cocked his head to the side towards one of the bodies, "One word: looters." This surprised Tay a little bit, "Looters? Already?" Jeb then said as of matterfactly, "Well, I recognized one of them, he lives not three houses down and has always given me funny looks when I load up a vehicle to go to the range. I'd be willing to bet they were looking for my guns." Tay looked at them, "Well damn, sucks to be them."

  Yeah, going by your current situation,going on foot for you is pretty much a no go I'd say. How is your ankle doing by the way brother?

  If you want long term reliability, YES. Get an EoTech or Aimpoint. I like the ET reticle better but AP has RIDICULOUS battery life.

NYET!!!

Obummer approves.

  Isn't that what a 10/22 is for?

  Most aren't that intelligent...

Hey, it's a mosin, that could've been ALOT worse... ;)

  Was about to suggest them myself, lol.

         Jeb left the scene he had created behind to go back to his house, not even half a block away. Five minutes earlier, he had heard the ruckus from his garage while gathering his gear together, when he had heard the scream he knew that someone needed help. Jeb thought to himself, "Man, that sucks. We could've used his medical skills..." Jeb approached his garage only to notice the door ajar; this alarmed him as he had closed the door when he left and knew those things don't have reasoning to open a door. He silently made his way over to the side wall of the garage, only peering through the opening to see two men inside rummaging through his things. This new world was already starting to affect Jeb's reasoning and logic, thus when he saw the men, he just smiled, licking his lips in anticipation. Jeb lined up the factory FN Tritium sight and slowly squeezed the trigger of his PS90.             A barb zipped across the garage piercing one of the mens backs, slicing through his shirt, then making its way into his skin thus cutting its way through the mans spinal cord but not killing him. The other man spun around to see what had happened and just catch a silouette of human, without hesitating Jeb put a round through the startled mans throat. Jeb had actually meant to put the round in the back of his head but the robber reacted faster than Jeb had anticipated. The man was thrashing around on the floor clawing at his throat his body naturally reacting to being injured trying to remove the injury. Jeb now without remorse OR mercy put a round into the mans chest where his heart would be, "Bleed out you piece of @#$%." Jeb looked to the other man who was now trying to crawl away, Jeb looked to him saying, "It's useless, you know that right?" The man just kept crawling without saying a word, "I've shot you somewhere in between your L1 and L3 vertebrae, you're now paralyzed from the waist down." Jeb could hear the man panting heavily as he dragged himself across the garage.            Jeb now furious that he was being ignored by his invader, "LISTEN UP YOU @#$%TARD, YOUR ASS BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!" He reached down and grabbed the mans shoulder to spin him over so he could face him, the man cowared in fear, "Por favor, senhor! Não me mate, me desculpe!(Please, sir! Do not kill me, I'm sorry!)" This side of Jeb was the one side that Jack and Jeb had more than one run into on, and that was what infuriated Jeb all the more here, as he was somewhat of a bigot, especially towards those whom were illegals, "Speak english you damned MEXICAN!!!" The man had tears rolling down his face pleading to Jeb across the racial barrier but to no avail, Jebs patience had run dry after having to kill a perfectly able bodied medic and stumbling across these two men whom as far as Jeb was concerned, were "illegals", "Smile for the flash mother @#$%er." Jeb leveled the weapon to the mans head putting a round into his skull blowing out the backside of it all over his garage floor. Jeb began to breath heavily under a cold sweat, he then vomited next to the dead Brazilians body. He thought to himself, 'And here I thought it was getting easier. Looks like I'm still somewhat human afterall.'

  That's how I felt reading Patriots, lol.

Amen daddyo, sickos like that should get the express lane to meet their maker.

I don't talk to them often Dolomite, feel free to donate them else where! ;)

I HATE you right now. Sweet @$$ rifles those SPR's.