One day I’m going to post all of my knives and guns and that sort if stuff in a pic, how does that sound?
Anyone wanna send some asks about my preferences in women?
Why do cops beat, shoot at, and taze criminals then be all like “watch your head”
I found out why cops are like “Eh, watch your head” it’s because ford crown victoria police interceptors are made in Canada
*goes to japan* *gets mad* *punches toyota* *villagers run* GOZIRRAH!
Has anyone noticed in the song When a Man Loves a Woman, by Percy Sledge, it sounds like he’s saying WHEN A MAN LOVES A WAAALNUUT
I think it’s funny, people who act like dicks who are all tough normally aren’t tough and they’re dicks, and couldn’t fight even if they had a gun, and they will rarely stand up for people they love,
However nice people like me, we’re quiet, sweet as hell in person to almost everyone, and I have an assault rifle, 2 service pistols, 2 bolt action service rifles from WWII, an antique untraceable lever action .22 magnum hunting rifle, and a semi auto .22, 2 bayonets, 2 machetes, a wood axe, a tomahawk, brass knuckles, a seatbelt cutter, 5 fixed blade knives, 4 automatic knives, and 10 folding knives, and 2 multi tool knives, a knowledge and some experience of hand to hand combat, some expreience that I learned from an man who is a first degree black belt and served a few years in US Army SOCOM, and if you hurt someone I love, I’ll end you.
It’s amazing in a way, the people anyone could get along with, are the people that could fucking end you if you fuck with someone they love. Like Pablo Escobar or John Dillenger, or Billy the kid (who were all supposedly very nice people unless you stood in the way of what they wanted)!
Disclaimer, I’m not a murderer, and I won’t kill anyone except in defence, or in vengance if someone hurts the person I love.
What you expect from history channel: history
What you get from history channel: Car Restoring-Metal-Detecting-Aliens inside of an Alaskan pawn shop in a swamp, hunting for Hitler, while brewing illegal moonshine.
Someone asked me to text them, I’m not going to do that, you can send me messages on tumblr or kik and I’ll probrobly respond.
Like seriously, heaven would be full of dorks by today’s standards and hell would be full of fun people and bad people.
Oh, you have brown eyes? I didn’t know they stacked shit that high.
*disclaimer* (please do not use this on the girl I love or I may, as some would say “pop a cap in yo’ ass” capisce?)
Well, I showed her my guitar, she played around with it, then she had me get her game boy for her (she’s on crutches) then I got her a gatorade and gushers, then her boyfriend came and I got sorta depressed and let down and a few minutes later she left.
I normally listen to cassettes, or music saved to my phone, or the radio, I have one John Denver cassette, but I have alot from bands like Journey, and Foreigner, and Led Zeppelin (my favorite band) and I have several records, but they’re more of a collector thing, because they deteriorate with use.
I’m going to play my guitar for her, I’ll have to take her in private so she can actually hear it, but yeah.
When a KICK ASS you havn’t played in forever comes on and you’re like “I AM JUST A NEW BOY, STRANGER IN THIS TOWN…” and you think people next door can probrobly hear you.
Sometimes It’s nice to listen to nostalgic music *pours out my soul singing Country Roads by John Denver*
I’d still run my blog, why would I have to stop? I post yiff, I don’t hit on anyone or anything, so as far as I’m concerned I’d still run it. Well, maybe I’d have a heart attack and die because I’d be so happy.