what?? huh?? I can't hear j00.

I was in Arkansas this weekend visiting friends.  We went down to the river to do some target pratice. My firned Nick bought a new gun and when I go on trips mine is always under my seat.

When we got down there we were pretty much alone except one very old man who was fishing down river.

We were setting up targets, and shooting up river so not to piss the old man off or risk hitting him.

After 20 minutes or so he came by and asked us to leave that he was there first and we were scaring off all the fish.  I told him that we would go further up the bank, but the nearest place that we could shoot to there was 20 miles away.  He agreed...

20 minutes later he comes over pissed and yells at us, telling us that he would call the cops.  I offered him my phone(he obvously didnt have one) and told him that I was doing nothing illegal.

Here comes the kicker...

He walks to the tailgate of my truck were Nicks new pistol was...throws it down on the ground, grabs another and shakes/waves it all round us.

I was very nervous at this point cause they were all loaded.  I desafteyd my pistol (didnt point it at him) and asked him to leave...He threw the other gun down and went storming off down the trail he came from...

I almost pissed myself.  Apparently someone with us knew him as the local crazy that lives in the area.  He is always walking and yelling at passing cars...I wont be going back to that area...

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Think I might had to put the pistol down, and just kicked him in the ass a couple times. I applaude your restraint my brother

yeah m5. WHAT DID YOU SAY south park bus driver stylez

Veal parmigian *uummmmmm

ok on w/ the ramos story

I haven't left yet...

Which means I am still here

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bah, i can hardly keep my eyes open

i am getting cheap pizza delivered so I can pogo and SSA

ok definetly sometime this week I am making baklava. Easy recipe. And Matt has honey alreayd

Aight peeing story, years ago I tried the office job life style for a while. I was the logistics manager for HSN. Tis a fooking huge arse company. They had contracted a local janitorial service to do the cleaning. This one cleaning lady ( I use the term loosely ) Looked as though her testosterone levels out numbered estrogen 10 to 1. After talking to her supervisor, She was infact a woman. Nothing about this lady was feminine. She had boobs, but she wore something to compress them to man size. She, walked, talked, dressed, acted, and looked like a man. She had a tattoo of a pin up girl on one forearm. Some playing cards on the other. Wore mens levi's, a wife beater, chit kickers, and a blue shop shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the cigarettes rolled up on her shoulder fonzi style. She had a freakin greased up ducktail haircut. Drove a beat up pos ford ranger. The license plate read "B-BUTCH" Yeah, kind of gives ya the idea. I usually worked during the day. But had to stay late one night for a meeting with some postal officials. I got up during our meeting to go to the bathroom. I walked in to the stall, and started peeing. I heard the door open, then somebody walked over to the urinal. Heard a zipper then the peeing. I finished, flushed walked out of the stall. And there was this cleanng lady standing at the urinal peeing. I never washed my hands so fast in my life.

lllllllllllol

now i'm not dumb but i can't understand why she walked like a woman and talked like a man...

mmmm...quiznos

what did u get Jntar?

Just thought about something on the way back from lunch. I told bossman I sent the flowers. But no one ever told the at punjabs oops

So he's still gonna think bossman sent him the chocolates

I think I may go to Quizno's...need to head to the bank in that direction anyway.

they have pastrami yimmy

Should be empty downtown today, not like on Friday...oops

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ramos that guy is probably heartbroken

But then again, pizza would kick ass as well...

decisions, decisions