Island Of Misfits

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I with Roster....Enough is Enough!! I'm mad as H e l l and not gonna take this anymore!
Great Movie by the way
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our lives have been far from boring eh

Truman was POTUS when I was born , I’ve seen a lot

when I was 11-12 my pops would take us boys jackrabbit hunting out in the high desert areas out by Bishop California and Pearblossom and Barstow , we could shoot our .22’s all day and never ever not once did any policeman or fine citizen ever stop us or check our weapons

people would shoot their guns all the time , birthday parties , weddings , and 4th of July

pretty soon we will NOT be able to even buy ammo let alone drive around with 2 or 3 rifles and shotguns hanging in the rear windows of our trucks

i remember the days when voting was fair and legal , just like guns.

Not no more.

Enjoy what freedoms we have left my comrades for tomorrow we may die along with Freedom.



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My uncle was a ramp man at the Northland drive in and used to bring me garbage sacks full of stale popcorn. I, along with a few buddies, would go out to the local dump, chum the ground with it, get high as hell, and wait. As soon as we turned the headlights on, there'd be a sea of rats munching on the popcorn. We'd dump a few dozen before they could scatter, shut the lights back off, and burn another joint. Pop the lights back on and blaze away; repeat. Never got a second glance from the local cops. We did hide the weed when they stopped by, though. At the time John Sinclair was doing a dime in prison for two joints.

That was a very interesting post! Heck, as an author, I gotta steal your idea:


Roosevelt was President when I was born. :eek:o_O

I have seen a lot. We were not yet in WWII <-- TINS -- I have seen US Army Biplanes flying over me.🛩

At the other extreme from fabric warplanes, I watched the science-fiction story that no one had ever thought of or written about come to life when I, and hundreds of millions of people -- actually watched the first step of a human being onto another world.

My Daddy would not let me have a BB gun. He would let me have a rifle... providing I paid for it. It took a year, but I got it. I was nine.

I walked into the store, plunked down my $11.95 for the rifle, and 46 cents for a box of .22LR. The guy behind the counter grinned, and patted me on the head, then handed me my new rifle and ammo.

I brought it to school. The teacher had me come up, holding my JC Higgins Single Shot .22, to announce to the class that she hoped they would follow in my footsteps. <-- TIRNS

While I was a GI, I saw an advertisement in Mechanics Illustrated for a 6-shot .22 revolver for $5.95. I sent the cash, and in the return mail there was my new revolver.

Things have gone very, very badly downhill.

I have seen a lot.
Rumor is that those were pterodactyls, not biplanes!
 
Truman was POTUS when I was born , I’ve seen a lot when I was 11-12 my pops would take us boys jackrabbit hunting out in the high desert areas out by Bishop California and Pearblossom and Barstow , we could shoot our .22’s all day and never ever not once did any policeman or fine citizen ever stop us or check our weapons people would shoot their guns all the time , birthday parties , weddings , and 4th of July

Roosevelt was president when I was created. On Frontier Day, we wore our real pistols to high school and had a fast draw contest. I has a Colt Frontier Scout and was second fastest.


Remember the x-ray glasses offered in comic books?

I heard they are now trying to outlaw all reloading equipment, and if you have any it will have to be turned in.

next up is insane taxes on ammo

They can control hand loaded ammo by restricting components. In the past it has been primers and jacketed bullets.

My uncle was a ramp man at the Northland drive in and used to bring me garbage sacks full of stale popcorn. I, along with a few buddies, would go out to the local dump, chum the ground with it, get high as ****, and wait. As soon as we turned the headlights on, there'd be a sea of rats munching on the popcorn. We'd dump a few dozen before they could scatter, shut the lights back off, and burn another joint. Pop the lights back on and blaze away; repeat. Never got a second glance from the local cops. We did hide the weed when they stopped by, though. At the time John Sinclair was doing a dime in prison for two joints.

We regularly shot rats at the town dump growing up. Easier to hit than to cleanly kill.

48F @ 73% RH, rain, and predicted to reach 50F.

Over 50 shots fired at a residence here in Rip City, reminding me of the Roaring 20's during prohibition.

A Legionnaire's Disease outbreak in a senior apartment building, with one dead, four hospitalized, and about a 100 in temporary housing.

My dishwasher repairman canceled at the last moment and I had to reschedule.!@#$%^&*() for this morning after the cleaning ladies leave. I sent an email to Dr Comfort inquiring as to the status of my sandal order, but no response thus far. Both first world problems.
 

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