Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! So, t’was our turn to Celebrate the –6th– Birfday of the Redheaded Nuklear Powered Gran. She hit the marker on this past Tuesday, but appointments and reasons we couldn’t attend the celebration on the day itself.
So today was the throwdown. Maaan… she’s six Where in the ever loving hell did the time go???
We took her to an honest to God toy store that’s up in Wesley Chapel… Turtle’s Toys or some such. It was a massive throwback to the ‘old days’ when toy stores still existed. Wasn’t overpriced either. She got to pick out three toys. One from each of us, being Myself, Gretch, and Sapper (who actually ventured out with us, which is unusual as normally Sunday is his busy day at work). The only limitation was $$$ and the ‘type’ of toy… none of that “Bratz” pseudo-slut female gggggggirl dollys or shytte like that Aye?
She actually picked out three very cute and nice toys. One was a Barbie-ish (offbrand, so cheaper Yay!) doll with a wardrobe of clothing and outfits to change into, as well as a princess doll w/ MOAR outfits to change her into, and some coloring book thingy.
Had to talk her out of the $100 Giraffe… Even if I -did- buy it for her, how the hell was I going to fit it in our itty-bitty Hyundai?
Then, after the toys were handled, it was off to the Main Event. Literally. That’s the name of it “Main Event”
It’s a BIG chain like “Dave and Busters” except with more ‘stuff’ to do… Bowling, Pool, Laser Tag, Video Games… a major entertainment complex. We did lunch first, which after she had her pepperoni pizza, (“heavy on the cheese” mind you) she got her birfday dessert:
Oreo Cheesecake… And nope, there were NO leftovers for Big Papi to have (queue sad face). Once she got done with that, and after she had talked up like everyone in the immediate area, we did the bowling thing. And no shit, she damned near handed ALL of us our asses.
She didn’t use the kid bumpers, but did use what I took to calling the ‘ball launcher’ as she couldn’t really heave the ball. Not even kidding, she got 2nd place out of the four of us playing, and the ONLY reason I won was I got lucky and got a strike. Lil Goober had mad ability compared to the rest of us.
Sapper almost requested the bumpers as his handle came close to being changed to “Gutterball”.
In all reality, we, the adults, were definitely feeling out age(s). I was so stiff, I couldn’t do the traditional “walk up, slide and bend and throw/roll the ball” towards the pins. It was more like “Lurch up to the line, and heave that fucker at warp speed, damn how loud or hard the ball hit when it finally made contact with the alley”…
Sort of a “Hulk SMASH!!!” approach to bowling.
So, that was today. Living life, albeit sore and a wee bit sorry after the fact. As far as the -other- stuff, I greatly appreciate everyone’s comments, concerns and prayers for Gretchen. We still have another round on the Titty-Squisher™ to get comparables so’s we can see what may or may not be going on. Never fear though people, I’m on the case.
I mean I know how to deal with these CancerQuacks.
DeadDad earned that moniker waaay too early due to them pushing the “Regular Treatment Plan” consisting of Loads of Chemo (at $26k a throw, mostly covered by insurance thank God) and Radiation (which left him feeling like shit, and bald AF), and finally, towards the end some surgery.
Seven. Fucking. Years. he had to go through all that shit. Agony. Miserable. Hating it. His last year (I was in Iraq) he decided he was done fucking around, and called ENDEX (End of Exercise) on all the shit so’s he had a few months of quality left with MomUnit before he cashed in.
Because of having observing this (from afar, as I was overseas the majority of that shytteshow) and hearing and on the occasion of seeing it (like at FedBros wedding and a couple of other times), when -I- got diagnosed with Stage 3 Lung Cancer, I wasn’t falling for the “standard protocol” bullshit.
Not that they didn’t try that like O’Shytte.
I was lucky and got to be treated at Moffit here in Tampa. When I went in, I was pretty fucking upfront about the treatment plan. ‘Plan A’ was that I told them to cut the whole lower left half of the lung out ASAP.
It took some threats and coercion on my part… I had to explain to the FrogDoc (French Canoehead CancerDoc) that IF he tried to debate me vis-a-vis cutting it out RT-RT (Right There/Right Then) that ‘Plan B’ was that I’d go home, have a couple dozen drinks of Jim Beam to wash down a handful of Oxys, wait 15 mikes, and then have an accident while cleaning my 9mm that just -happens- to blow a large-ish hole thru said afflicted airbag.
Told him if he didn’t believe me, to pull my psyche file from the VA (who Moffit is partnered with surprisingly). Gave him a few days, and whaddya know? They went with ‘Plan A.’
And I’m alive and kickin’ because of it. Now, I’m praying hard that this’s a false alarm. I’ve become rather fond(le) of Gretchens Hooties. I’d rather -not- have them get fucked up, as that’d be like desecrating a classical artwork…
However, there ARE ways of mitigating the damage. Our good Fren Doc Samizdat is doing some research for me as he’s ‘wired in’ so to speak in that particular field. Can’t thank him or y’all who’ve been helping across the board.
As the title said at the top, life don’t stop… you can’t really let everything keep you down. Right now we’re int he midst of some of the wildest shit that’s been seen in over 200 years here going on, and as the Carnies in Gip-Town say about the spinning wheel, (as a metaphor for life), “Round and round she goes… where she stops, nobody knows!”
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.“
Ferris Bueller
We’ll see where things end up. I’ll do a bit of a breakdown tomorrow as I’m curious to see what happens after the warmongers in DC have made a call for us to hit Iran again despite the fact that our ‘current day DotMil’ is at it’s lowest and weakest that it’s been since right before the Korean War.
Going to be getting weirder. Ammo, Weapons, Food, and Frens. Head on a Swivel More Later Big Country
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes This’s getting –OLD– I’m so emotionally drained it’s not funny. Like zombie-mode 1000 Yard Stare Mode
No update on Gretch. Waiting on test results and whatnot. Some of y’all figured it out. The E.R. found a lump, which under normal circumstances, not a big deal.
HOWEVER
BIG history of breast cancer in the fam. Her Granma cashed from it. Her Mom got it, and survived, albeit significantly boobie-reduced. In Gretch’s case, well, seems said lump (which I hadn’t noticed despite the regular groping and titty-time) has already grown a wee bit.
I know it just may be -me- thinking it, however, it -has- gotten a wee bit larger and pronounced. Tests and whatnot ongoing, and the prayers have been really welcome and appreciated. I’ll deal with it as we go, as it’s not my first rodeo with the “Big C” having had a nice bout of it myself a few years back.
Only cost me 1/2+ an airbag, but who’s counting?
As the Sergeant from the 1980 classic “The Big Red One” said: “That’s why they give you two.”
Of course he was talking about Smitty’s ball(s) being blown off by a castration mine, but balls, lung… whatever… I’m shy half an airbag and still kicking thankfully.
Hopefully we get better news tomorrow or at least by Monday.
This’s been the longest, slowest week I’ve gone through in about ten years. The waiting is killing me. Anyways, that’s the update for her… moving on to sadder news
Tonight and the reason I’m poasting is I got word thru Facebook that a very good friend of mine from Iraq died a few days ago. Hilal Ahmed Abu Dlou, better known as ‘Spidi’ or ‘Speedy’ to us ‘Muricans, cashed in after a heart attack five days ago in Lebanon.
He leaves behind two really cute kids, a wife and a big family. Damn it.
He was about 8 years younger than me. I always gave him shit about his diet… he never met a hamburger that he didn’t love. Guess it finally caught up. Again, Damn it.
I talked to him not even two/three weeks ago… yeah… I stayed in pretty close contact with him… especially when the Izzys went batshit and started doing full on ¡Genociding! of the Palestinians.
I offered up to sponsor him and his immediate fam to come here to the states to live if the Zio-Clowns in Izzystan decided they wanted to roll hot North into Lebanon where he was located. He’s Palestinian by birth BTW.
People can talk shit all they want about the Palestinians being worthless motherfuckers who’d rather destroy shit and be parasites and whatnot rather than get their collective shit together? Of course. Look at the blaq BLM population of the Untied Staatz and tell me they’re any different from Hamas. Only dif is that BLM lacks the balls to do something significant against their ‘supposed’ oppressors. ALL groups have “that retarded group” of asocial fucktards… ALL of them… White, blaq, Asian, Hispanic… everyone has “those people” in their tribe… however, in this case?
There are some great Palestinians out there, ones who genuinely are hardworking and awesome folks. Some of whom I’ve shed blood with and for, and some of which I proudly claim as brother, albeit from another mother. Speedy was one of them.
My brother Speedy, may you rest in peace, be it with Allah or whatever Greater Power there is. In the words of your own, Insh’Allah we will meet again Habibi.
Not going into a lot of details, but we got some medical issues here at The Casa. Going to be out of pocket through the week… I’ll try to pop in, but right now, I’m dealing with a LOT on my mind.
I’ll update as I go. Maybe later, but concentration, on top of keeping up my hours at People’s Glorious Tractor Factory #206, and then dealing with the news we got back on Gretchen’s test(s) I got a lot going on.
Appreciate everyones patience! More Later Big Country
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! Thank goodness for .xml files. I was able to pull the Flammenwerfer original poasts and save them to Word Documents, which I’m reproducing here.
Now, with the understanding that prices have gone pretty much insane since 2019 when I did the original project, expect MOAR Fiatbux to be spent on the whole kit and kaboodle. Also, this’s the Mark One, Mod Zero Flammenwerfer.
There have been Modifications that’ve been done to improve the build and ease of things. I’ll include details on that after the fact. But, Poast One, Page One:
DISCLAIMER THIS IS STRICTLY FOR LAUGHS AND EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. REAL SMART PEOPLE –DO NOT– BUILD HOME MADE FLAME THROWERS. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK, THE WEBMASTER AND THE CHAIRMAN DISAVAOW ANYTHING STUPID YOU MAY DO. DO NOT RUN WITH SCISSOR, NOR TAUNT HAPPY FUN BALL YMMV
“In the United States, private ownership of flamethrower is not restricted by federal law. Flamethrowers are legal in 48 states and restricted in California and Maryland.”
Yep. Legal. Suck it Fuzzballs.
It dawned on me just -why- they’re so terrified.
(insert music and deep voice) Since the Dawn of Time, fewer things have terrified man, and proto-man more than burning to death. (end music) Horrible way to go really. And here the fuzz were in a stand off with an at the time mentally unbalanced dude with the ability to roast them alive. As you can see, the ‘throw’ on it was about 40-50 feet, but thats because I was running pure 87 octane which burned off w/out sticking… if I had been running Napalm, the throw goes out to 80-100 feet…
In CQB thats good enough to count along with Horseshoes, Hand Grenades, Nukes, and Bad Analogies.
Kevlar doesn’t do shit. In fact, Kevlar is a ‘no-no’ as it melts and adheres to the skin. If I had decided (not that I could) to go Full Retard, the night might have made international news, never mind national or local. Thankfully it didn’t happen.
But in the interest of these now Screaming Socialists and Retardigans running for the Orifice of the Criminal In Chief, I thought it was my public duty to inform my readership as to the alternatives to an AR-15. Home defense has never been so much fun, but be aware it’s as dangerous to the user, and I -highly- recommend that the novice NOT fuck around. LEGAL DISCLAIMER: Do NOT try this at Home. Do NOT build a flame thrower if you are a fucking moron with delusions of being a handyman. Do not use to dry pets. The author is strictly relaying humorous and theoretical anecdotes so please don’t blame me if you F.A.F.O. DO NOT BUILD IF IN THE STATE OF MARYLAND OR CALIFORNIA. Them fuckers got no sense of humor.
That being said and out of the way? as I said. Legal. Scares the FUCK out of Coparoaches.
Did I mention easy as fuck to build if yer not a complete fucking idiot?
And cheap? I got ALL the parts on Amazon with Prime shipping for less than $350. (This now being Modified by X2)
Red Flag Laws you say? Flammenwerfer I say. F.A.F.O. Mister “I’m here to arrest you because you didn’t follow the law!”
Thats rich. Confiscation? Bring it.
Now, onto Page Two: These are all the pieces-parts I used to make the Flammenwerfer Mark One Mod Zero. The Link will take you to the part (if they aren’t dead) and Yes, I do get a taste of the vig as it took quite a while to put this all together.
Said Parts List:
20 lb CO2 Tank https://amzn.to/2muHXH0 Now a note on the tank. You can get a 10 pound Tank Like I made for one of the readers here. He wanted lighter, and was willing to sacrifice burn time/ammo for maneuverability. Also, a 15 or 10 pound tank costs less. Jes’ Sayin’
Cambuckle Cargo Straps, no hooks (for securing the tank to the frame) https://amzn.to/2mXZlV3
I -think- that rounds up the pieces parts. Next is the Tools. The list with the links attached are NOT the common stuff a dood or doodette might have laying about in “Ye Olde Toolboxe” So I linked them for convenience. The stuff w/out links -should- be in yer basic home/car repair kit, and if not, then shame on you.
The Rest Y’all should have if you’ve got a basic toolbox.
1” Wrench
7/8” wrench
¾” Wrench
½” Drive socket Wrench
3/8” Drive socket Wrench
3/8” Drive 8” Extension Bar
11/16” Deep Socket ½” Drive
15mm Deep Socket 3/8” Drive
9/16” 8-Point Socket ½” Drive
5/8” Socket ½” Drive
½” Socket 3/8” Drive
Pliers, Needle Nose
Center Punch
2mm Allen Wrench
Cutting Oil
Flathead Screwdriver
Damn… Lot of ‘stuff’… No wonder I’ve been a lazy bastard and keep putting this off.
ASSEMBLY TIME
For the sake of clarity, Parts will be in BOLD BLACK
Tools will be shown in BOLD ITALIC
So Step One:
I started off by doing accountability of ALL the parts. Once I had them together, I literally started from the top down. First thing, Take the Main tank, the 20LB Large Tank, and using the 1 ¼ INCH WRENCH remove the Tank Fill Valve. Depending on which model you bought, there may be a spinning black plastic guard. This does NOT need to be removed. In fact, I suggest leaving it on there to assist in protecting the Tank Fill Valve.
Step Two:
Using the Yellow Teflon Tape, wrap the threads of the Tank Fill Valve on the upper part of the valve. DO NOT WRAP THE BASE OF THE VALVE. This’s because it’ll make it impossible to remove it from the tank when you are trying to refill the Main Tank..
And do the same. Wrap all of the threaded sections of the gathered parts with between 2 ½ to 3 turns on the threads. Make sure its neat and tight and that you cut it away -cleanly-. Put these aside for now, but have them ready for:
Take the small brass nut from the 320 cga female to 1/8″ female NPT and thread it onto the 1/8” male NPT to 1/8” male NPT x 4.5” length Tighten as much as you can by hand.
Take this assembly, and insert the tube into the Large Brass Nut like so:
Once you have this ready, the Large Brass Nut should be hanging relatively loose. Get The Universal Paint Ball Fill Adapter, and insert the other end of the 1/8” male NPT to 1/8” male NPT x 4.5” length
Into the 1/8th hole in the side of the Fill Adapter. Once its hand tight, get the11/16” Deep Socket ½” Driveand the 1/2inch drive socket. Slide the Large Brass Nut off of the Small Brass Nut and insert the Small Brass Nut into the 11/16” Deep Socket ½” Drive and -FIRMLY- crank the 1/8” male all the way into the Paint Ball Fill Adapter. Make sure its nice n’ tight, as this is a potential leak area where the propellant gasses are going to be feeding the Flammenwerfer. Once its good, slide the small nutback into the Large nut, insert the Plastic White Washer into the Large Bass Nut to secure the small nut inside. Click it in place so the tube is locked in place.
Once this’s completed, you should have an assembly that looks like this:
The next step is a Pressure test. I suggest doing this first so that you know you ain’t got no leaks. Especially before you start drilling on the tank itself, because once that’s done, chasing itty-bitty air leaks is a stone bitch (as I found out the hard way.)
Step Four: Air Pressure Assembly Test
Reassemble the Tank Fill Valve onto the tank. Be careful re-threading it on the tank. The tank is aluminum, and if you cross thread it, say goodbye to about $100. Once you have it on, (being careful of the plastic guard, give the Fill Valve a slightly more-than-hand-tight spin. You -don’t- want to crank down on it. Just enough for the rubber gasket to fully engage.
What You DO need to get ready is the1-1/8” wrench. You’ll be utilizing this on the Large Brass Nut to crank the assembly nice n’tight. The Universal Filler Valve needs to be vertical with it’s valve on top.
And take it down to the local paintball store to get it filled. Should be about 5 bux to get it filled. This’s why I like to have a few extra (2X for a total of 3) on hand. Once it’s filled, bring it home and get s dish with some soapy water for a leak test. 2:1 ratio dawn detergent so it’ll blow nice bubbles if/when it leaks. Install it into the Universal Filler Valve. Make sure that you have both valve(s)closed BEFORE you install the CO2 tank.
Insert the CO2 tank into the Universal Filler Valve first. Look and listen to see if it is holding pressure. If so, Open the Valve. Watch the seams on the junction points. Dribble some soapy water on it. Observe. No bubbles = good. Open the Main Tank Valve. You should hear the tank fill with CO2 and become pressurized. Be VERY CAREFUL while doing this. I recommend Eye Protection and leather gloves in case -something- ruptures.
If there are no apparent leaks, Turn off the Valves in reverse order. Remove the CO2 Tank SLOWLY. Bleed off the CO2 CAREFULLY EVERY STEP OF THE WAY. Fuck around, and you’ll find out the hard way.
Now, We’re gonna tackle the main Tank Prep, as in Prepping, drilling and tapping, then installing the bayonet valve that the hose will be attached to. For this evolution, You’ll need the following part:
Drill press with 1/2” chuck -or- (b) Power drill with 1/2″ chuck
1/2” drive socket wrench
9/16” 8-point socket 1/2” drive
1/2” Dewalt pilot-point drill bit
37/64” Drill bit
3/8″-18 NPT thread tap
Cutting oil
Setup is as Follows. At this point you’ve reattached the newly built Universal Filler Valve and tightened it down when performing your pressure/overpressure test. With it set in the drill press (or workbench) measure out 90 degrees on either the left side or right side.
Because the hose that feeds the fuel to the nozzle is only 3-4 foot long (I used a 3 foot hose) you need to insure that you cut in on the correct side of the tank. If yer a righty, cut on the right side. If’n yer a southpaw, cut left. Once you unfuck yerself on the whole left/right thing, just realize that the pressure container, the 24oz CO2 Tankhttps://amzn.to/2moGdzl is going to be centered on the back of the tank on your frame.
Once you have the side picked out, Remove the Universal Tank Filler / Pressurization System. Mark the side you want to use roughly one inch from the bottom. Once you have the tank stripped down, roll it 90 degrees up to the side you wish to drill. Measure ONE INCH from the base of the 20 lb CO2 Tank and https://amzn.to/2muHXH0 and then prep to drill.
Make sure the tank is secure. Squirt a lil cuttin’ oil on the spot your going to drill. Using the 1/2” Dewalt pilot-point drill bit, begin cutting into the tank -SLOWLY AND CAREFULLY-. You’ll be getting a huge amount of shavings and keep adding the cutting oil as needed. Take your time and do it in stages is my approach.
This is your starting hole. Once it’s cleanly punched through, change out to the larger finishing bit, the 37/64” Drill bit. Add more cutting oil, and cleanly cut out the remaining metal, expanding the hole to 37/64ths.
OK. So now you got the hole. Take the square side of the 3/8″-18 NPT thread tap into the 9/16” 8-point socket 1/2” drive and insert the threaded side of the 3/8″-18 NPT thread tap into the 37/64” hole. Begin cutting the threads by turning the 3/8″-18 NPT thread tap clockwise ensuring that the 3/8″-18 NPT thread tap is perpendicular to the surface of the large tank.
There is NO SUCH THING AS BEING TOO CAREFUL OR SLOW! Make sure you cut slowly, adding cutting oil regularly so’s the thread cutter doesn’t get bonded or stuck to the metal. Continue cutting until only 6-7 threads of the 3/8″-18 NPT thread tap are exposed above the surface of the large tank. This -should- complete this evolution.
Step Two: Rinse out the tank.
Now that you’ve drilled and tapped the tank, you HAVE to make sure you get ALL of the little fiddly bits of shavings and metal out of the tank. Very carefully so as to not to damage the threads, use an old toothbrush or gun cleaning toothbrush to remove any clinging bits of aluminum around the tap hole. Blow out / shake out all remaining bit. Me? I triple rinsed with water, shaking the shit out of the tank to make sure it was clean. One itty-bit of metal in there when yer doing ‘flame on’ can cause BIG “Fiery-Ball-O’Death” Issues. Big Safety Tip: Thoroughly clean the tank.
Take the Male Quick Disconnect x 3/8” Male NPT and wrap two to 2.5 times around the threads. Mate up the threads to the 37/64” hole and thread it in. Once you have it cleanly started, finish securing it completely to the tank using the socket wrench and 11/16 drive.
Annnnnnd more to go… we’re almost completed on the hard stuff… the rest is pretty easy. Lotsa pressure checks and a bit more modifications to the pressure washer wand, but for the most part, some of y’all cool kids make be able to figure out the rest…. and one last time for the slow kids in the back:
DISCLAIMER:
I AIN’T RESPONSIBLE FOR SHIT.
I KNOW NUTHIN’ I HEAR NUTHIN’ AND I SEE NUTHIN’.
THIS’S STRICTLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES
AND IF YOU ARE CRAZY ENOUGH
TO FOLLOW THE BOUNCING BALL, ITS -ALL- ON YOU.
Now: Part 4 of this is going to be the Hose and Gun Build.
Simple really. Wrap all the parts with the Yellow Teflon Tape. It’s really important to use the yellow as it’s resistant to petroleum based stuff like, oh Napalm and gas… using -regular- Teflon tape and yer hosed (pardon the pun.)
You’ll want to connect the hose(s) to the fittings hand tight at first, then crank them down with the wrenches thusly:
Scissoring them nice n’ tight. You do NOT want any leaks in the hose area. Things could get HOT muy malo.
OK… once thats done, you can connect the hose to your previously built tank and see if it fits. The quick releases are the bomb so to speak b/c it allows you to clear each section IF and only IF you have a clog or something goes pear-shaped during the running of this.
16.4 oz Propane Cylinder (I buy mine at Lowes or Home Depot)
Tools Needed:
½” Drive socket Wrench
3/8” Drive socket Wrench
5/8” Socket ½” Drive
½” Socket 3/8” Drive
7/8 Wrench
OK Starting with the Red Brass Seamless Pipe Fitting, Nipple, Schedule 80, 1/8″ NPT Male X 3″ Length https://amzn.to/2kSl6VD, Tape all the threads again: (Small hint: do this to ALL THE THREADED PIECES PARTS. It’s a given that like -everything- on this puppy needs to be neatly sealed.) Once it’s ready, take the 2X Anderson Metals Brass Pipe Fitting, Coupling, 1/8″ x 1/8″ Female Pipe https://amzn.to/2lrNJsPand mount them on the pipe you just wrapped (heh… that sounds obscene…) Use the two socket drives thusly to insure again a -tight- fit:
Then take the M22 Male x 1/4” Female NPT https://amzn.to/2mpaEp2and crank THAT on. Once you have that installed, attach it to the front of the sprayer. You now have the gun completed ALMOST. The only thing left is to attach the Erie Tools Pressure Washer Twist Connect M22 X 3/8″ Quick Disconnect Plug 4500PSI High Pressure Brass Fitting 300° F Max Temp https://amzn.to/2lpJq1j to the end of the feed assembly.
Once this is done, you should be able to do a pressure test once you’ve connected the hoses to the tank and gun respectively. Give it a shot so to speak.
And it should look roughly like this:
Which then needs to have the propane tank slung underneath. For this I used some shims to stabilize it, and used the aforementioned Hose Clamps to strap it on. Adjustments will vary person-to-person. For that matter, it’s pretty much at this point complete.
Whew… So there you have it. “How to build your own Flammenwerfer”
That right there is the mini I made for a customer. I also modified the air feeder from the brass to a 10 foot coiled hose (you see above) which alleviated the stiffness of the brass and the C02 tank ‘hanging’ off the feed. Too much tension IMO, so with the coiled hose, I was able to put the C02 bottle into a pouch, and hang it on the frame:
As I said, YMMV. Hope you all enjoyed. Like I said, I know nuzzin’!!!
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! Missed last night ‘cos I was (again) wiped out. I woke up literally at 14:45, or 2:45pm to you civvies. >YAWN!<
I’m still a wee bit tuckered out.
Taking care of biddness is a mo’fo ’round here. Waiting on Gretchen with her being down with a sickness, plus working, as well as maintaining all the rest of the house. I do 90% of the cooking around here, so I also am primarily responsible for meals. Dishes, cleaning, laundry… it never ends.
BTW, glad a lot of y’all are enjoying the Tater Soup. It’s a simple but hearty winter chow that is IMO a perfect meal for the cold nights. Glad y’all have enjoyed it.
I’ve also undertaken to re-write the “How To Make A Flammenwerfer” and -hopefully- will have it done by tomorrow. Fingers crossed. If not, it’ll be done when it’s done. I also have a Substack that’s getting finished, and a lot have requested a new video. Man I need to be cloned.
Otherwise, on “News That Caught Me Gimlet Eyeball” I found this lil bit:
Reading the actual article, it’s HILARIOUS that the Brits are becoming unhinged at this. Like “How dare he!” Link HERE
Moscow said it was taking the steps after Britain excluded Russia from the ‘most favoured nation’ trading status in March 2023, with German Zverev – president of the All-Russian Association of Fisheries – declaring the 1956 agreement was one-sided with no upside for Moscow.
The Daily Fail Jan 19, 2024
40% of the fishies that the Brits knock back on the daily is caught in the Barents. It used to be that Fish and Chips was a good, cheap meal in Britistan. When I was living there for about 4 months, it was the daily lunch, wrapped in a for-real newspaper.
Never did cotton on to the vinegar thing that they all slathered on… just lemon salt and pepper for this here Whytteboi. Got a hunch that the cost is now going to be significantly higher.
Gotta love it. Fuck Around, Find Out Aye?
And as far as any potential conflict IF the Royal Navy decides that they’re going to stop the Russians from stopping their (the Brit) fishing boats? Well, lets check in on that:
That’s mighty fine work there Lou. I’d have to say that the Brits as of now are done. Over. Past Tense. No Longer Viable. Conquered. C’est la Vie.
Now, back to a poast a few days ago: “DeadMan” Austin, the DeadSecDef.
There has, as on now, ZERO real proof of life. CONgress has subpoenaed to testify before a special congressional committee on February 14 for his being AWOL. In turn, he’s supposed to be answering in writing on February 7th, as “he’s too sick” to show up in person.
Going off MY theory?
That’s the equivalent of the Krain putting a big Red Circle “X” on their “Political Assassination Targets” website. The one where they’ve publiocally stated that they were going to be going after and encouraged others to be going after and killing “Enemies of the Krain” and whatnot…
Russia’s website was similar, but didn’t call for the extermination of folks… just a “Who’s-Who” of the enemies of Russia.
And now Austin’s profile has been removed. As said by that blaq a few years back: “Yo, that nigga dead yo!”
Granted a bit outside the box, but telling nonetheless. I personally think it’s going to be hilarious when they announce his retirement and subsequent ‘death due to long illness.’ Not that they really care or anything, but It’s not going to help any of the Leviathan Credibility UNLESS they can get a real-life dood to start walking and talking that’s actually him. The very fact that they’re sloooowly sliding him out show that that nigga dead yo.
BTW: finally found the pic supposedly of Biden visiting DeadMan:
I don’t buy it. That could be James Earl Jones on that bed… Hell, it could be James Earl Ray in Blackface on that bed…
Either ways, it’s good times, good times all around. Mainly because we still have the ability to order a pizza, buy moar bullets and guns, and we’ve still got the lights on. Thank God for small miracles Aye?
Greetings and All That Gretchen woke up in a heap o’pain today, so off to the E.R. where I got to have my blood pressure shoot stratospheric as it was full-on packed with illegals. All sniffling, sneezing stuffy head fucking probably contagious AF literally packing the E.R. It was 6+ hours before she got to a room, and then an additional 6? 7? hours before the doc got in there.
She’s got a Kidney Infection. They scanned her (CAT) and sampled ALL the fluids (checked the oil, radiator, transmission and the like) and then drugged her, set up some scripts and then sent her back home with me. She’s resting and ok far as I can tell…
Reason I know they were illegals BTW? NONE of them spoke a -lick- of English. Not one stinking dink body of them
They had a fucking translator there to assist, which stretched out the fucking wait as the translator was working way double hard overtime. There were actually two, one who seemed to be speaks something other than Spanish… Peruvian maybe? The majority of them were Squatamalens that I could tell, not Mexicans… they had that Peruvian/Andes look to them, rather than that lighter skinned Castilian Spanish… VERY Brown and VERY South of the Border. I was half expecting to see a Burro or Llama or two in the parking lot after seeing that shit.
Jes’ Sayin’
So, I’m sorta-kinda done. Going to have to work Saturday now to make up the lost hours dammit. Ah well, fuck it.
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! So yep, last nights poast went a wee bit viral. WRSA via Concerned American put me up, but the one that shocked the hell out of me was I got re-poasted on ‘The Burning Platform’
Well whaddya know? That’s a first. When I first opened up I saw the engagement numbers were off the normal daily… like way higher than normal. NGL, this’s a great thing. Love when I get some good exposure.
I think my peak was back during the Christmas Eve Nashville Bombing (‘member that? Of course you don’t. Memory holed like a Mo’fucker.). That poast and all the running updates I hit over 100k in just 24 hours.
That referral gave me 8,800 new readers… my norm is about 10k of you on the regular, so I’m looking at about 18-20k by the end of the day. Not too shabby for a broken ole Grunt raging at the sky IMO.
So tonight’s ‘fist waving at the Sky’ is brought to us by the question of “What the fuck are these assholes still alive?”
I. do. not. care. about “innocentuntil proven guilty” They have these evil sick motherfuckers on fucking filmdestroying and irreparably harming two innocent babies.
If I were the cop, it’d be cuff ’em, and two to the back of the head, right there, right then. Hell… if I could get away with it, it’d be time to go out into the wilderness and introduce these sick depraved motherfuckers to Mister Blowtorch and Mister Pliers. Make a full week of it. Bring a meatgrinder so’s the fuckers don’t starve. (use your imagination)…
Even Dan “Zioclops” Crenshaw got in and at least is on the right side of this with a tweet “Death. Penalty. NOW!”
Telling you, we need to bring back Vigilante Justice. The cops are worthless, the D.A.s are as well, especially if they’re bought and paid for by Soros. A quick aside… why the fuck is that depraved psychopath still drawing O2? You’d think –someone- some ‘energetic’ person would have taken out that decrepit fucking sociopath. Sit like him and all the rest make me wonder IF we really are plugged into a “Matrix” style world or not? Guys like Obama, Schwab, Soros, Bezos and Gates?
Are they actually more like Cypher in the movie? Did they ‘sell out’ to get ‘the good seats’ in the ‘game?’ It’s as good a reason as I can think of TBH. You sure as hell don’t see any of people anymore ‘getting ahead’ through legit means. It’s ALL nepotism and/or graft and grift. It seems like the legitimate ‘getting ahead/bootstrap’ thing ended around the time The Zuckerborg and the Drowned Rat Dorsey did the online app/web thing.
Since then, everything to include the entertainment industry is apparently completely out of original ideas and decent writers. I mean Coffee-Kennedy of Star Bores fame (or lack that thereof) managed to kill the whole of the Star Wars Universe in pursuit of “The Foarce is Female!” Damned dirty shame there IMO. I can Kennedy “Coffee” because she was literally Lucas’s coffee-fetching bitch. No talent no brain feminazi hack.
Now, been talking to Doc Samizdat offline. He’s doing well, and has just been busy AF so he’s been unable to blegg or poast as of late. We did get into a pretty good convesation regarding Drones and Drone jammers, and have been sharing intel. Main problem regarding jammers is the effective range of one.
The Russians as well as the Krainians have been having this issue, in that wide-area-effect jammers are really complicated, use a LOT of specialized equipment, and are (pardon the pun) out of range $$$ wise for most normal folks. The smaller jammers -are- available, but the ranges are very limited. Like 50-75 meters limited. Now, to some that may sound like a lot, but if said-drone is packing a 2-3 pound charge loaded with nails/screws and shrapnel in equal amounts, well… then you got problems.
50 meters ain’t shit when it comes to shrapnel and rapidly moving metal pieces-parts. In the research though, I did find a couple of things regarding prices and types of drones that are out there. In particular:
The DJI Mav 3 series is a favorite of the Russians. The basic case, drone, charger, remote and spare is, as you can see $1749. It’s got a 15 kilometer range (7 out, 7 back) which is pretty good. It ALSO has an option that made me go “Wow!”:
$150 for a Payload Carrier/Release, also known as “The Bomb Drop Kit”. 500 grams of weight? a Standard M67 US DotMil Frag weighs 400 grams. And a home-rigged 1/2 a kilo bomb of -whatever-? Yeah… welcome to Drone Bombing 101 for about a little less than 2k.
I’ve been screwing around a -bit- with the drones as well here, but mine are all toys. Can’t afford the big ‘un like that. However, just because -I- can’t doesn’t mean that there aren’t others out there who ARE observing/learning/training with these. I know if I had the scratch, you can bet I’d be practicing, practicing and then practicing some more.
That being said, I did download, and have been using The Drone Racing League simulator, which is a free download for PCs and other gaming consoles. To be perfectly honest, I don’t have the reflexes. Can’t get past the third training scenario. It’s hard man!!! I use my Xbox controller, which is very close to the standard for Drone controllers. Over all, I’m barely capable. A Drone Top Gun just isn’t in the cards for me.
So, that’s where we are these days. Rampant Pedos raping kids in public restrooms, and NOT being killed on the spot… Piles of Military aged invaders are being welcomed in, an Army-in-Waiting, but for whom? DotGov officials doing whatever the hell they want, however the hell they want, to whomever the hell they want ‘cos apparently “The Law” is for us ‘little people’ and not the special Elite who’ve decided that they’re our self-anointed and appointed betters.
God’s Wrath is coming. Gonna be ugly. More Later Big Country
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! Man, started watching Season Two of ‘Reacher’
So far, so good. Loved Season One, and this one seems to be tracking in a good way. Sapper got irritated when I skipped the scene of Reacher bangin’ out his long unrequited squeeze, at which I told him “Yo man, I’m just here for the violence!” I’m too old and too tired to be interested in some soft-lit softcore bullshit. The violence?
There’s been plenty of that so far and I’m good with that.
Now, OrangeManBad made a good showing in Iowa. Either way it doesn’t matter as there is no way in hell the Deep State/Establishment Bureaucrats who actually run things in the District of Criminals are going to –ever– let him within 100 miles of the Levers of Power. Realistically they can’t as the only reason that none of them have been punished for blatant and open treason is ‘their people’ are in charge, and they mean to keep it that way.
I mean when the Joke-of-a-General “Whytte Rage” Milley gets on the phone and tells one of our biggest adversaries that he’d refuse and NOT let the LEGAL Commander in Chief issue orders, and that he himself would refuse to follow any lawfulOrders issued by OrangeManBad, there is a word for that my frens, and that word is
–TREASON–
People used to get hung or shot for that. Hell, that Fat Suck-Fuck-Foul-Four-Star-Sack-o-Shytte Faggot should have been cashiered for the Afghanistan Debacle, and shot for being a fucking partisan traitor.
And TBH, ain’t no way in hell –anything– is going to happen to him OR his fat fucking Pentagram Pension.
And they wonder why no one, leastways no Traditional White Males are willing to sign on the dotted line? Why the fuck would you?
And this leads me to his counterpart: SecDef Lloyd “Dead Man” Austin. Reason I’m calling him “Dead Man” is there’s some RUMINT out there about him:
Now, since this InfoBit came out, there was a pic, what appeared to be a “proof of life” picture of Biden visiting what was supposedly good ole Lloyd in the hospital. It was a bit problematic however, in that the blaq guy on the hospital bed was wearing a really big mask. The reasoning was the COVID stupidity supposedly, but it just was rather convenient as fuck that the mask kept you from telling if it was really The Big Nig or not.
Another reason I’m leaning on that…
…is that Prostate Cancer?
That is usually treated over a very long period. It’s not a “Oh shit! You got Prostate Cancer! Quick! Get him into surgery STAT!” In fact, it’s something that can be approached gradually, provided it’s not hyper aggressive that is, which only 15% of cases are that… it’s pretty rare for it to be that aggro and provided the afflicted is in pretty good shape, you can deal with it at a ‘normal pace’.
“When men are carefully evaluated and their risk assessed, you can delay or avoid treatment without missing the chance to cure in a large fraction of patients,” said Dr. Bruce Trock, a professor of urology, epidemiology and oncology at Johns Hopkins University
“Most men with prostate cancer can avoid or delay harsh treatments, long-term study confirms” CNN, March 12, 2023
In light of that fact, I’m thinking that he got aced out in the Krain. Word is now he’s home and going to be ‘resting’. Which in Leviathan-Speak means they’ll quietly announce his retirement and subsequent death shortly after.
It would also explain the extreme hesitancy to keep paying Krainfeld. The Ministries of Lies and Propaganda have been all in over the new approach with stories that the Krain is pretty much over and done with. It’s to start getting everyone ready for the eventual fall. And among the higher echelons of the DotGov, they can’t keep trying to push the ball any further. They ALSO can’t come right out and admit that the SecDef got his chips cashed, as that’d completely nuke the narrative.
And then for further fun and games fuckery, we’ve got the word from Herman the German that VodkaManBad is planning to invade the rest of Europe in the next 18 months.
Quite the -specific timeline- Aye?
“Man, the bullshit stacked up so high in Vietnam the Krain, you needed wings to stay above it”
paraphrasing Martin Sheen in “Apocalypse Now”
Reason I say this is that for the past two years we’ve heard the damned near relentless drumbeat of Pro-Krainian Propaganda. We’ve been told how Russia’s DotMil has been practically annihilated. That the Russians are almost out of ‘X’, the ‘X’ being the weapon of the week, be it Tanks, Missiles, Artillery shells etcetera etcetera. How the Russian Army itself is a poorly led, ignorant backward pile of convicts and malcontents who are incapable of doing anything.
And yet SUDDENLY!!! They’re the biggest, baddest treat to Europe, that VodkaManBad’s ravening hordes are going to pour out of the East, and utterly crush and subjugate the rest of Europe?
Yeah. OK. Somebody needs to perform an intervention, and tell both the Enemedia Clowns and Retards, as well as any and all supposed Intelligence Agencies that wrote this up and leaked it, what they need to do is to step. away. from. the. bong.
Which is it? Are the Russians a degraded and useless DotMil? Or Are they Unstoppable Evil Orcs that’re going to sack Europe?
Yet ANOTHER reason why everyone needs to ignore the fucking clowns, and pray that they’re not so stupid as to be believing their own press releases. “Don’t get high on your own Supply” is the appropriate quote that they should reference. Unfortunately for the rest of the world, these fuckers literally think that they’re our betters. Usually that means it will not end well for us, the regular folks.
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! OMFG Mondays… I know it’s a joke but today was the classic definition of a “Monday” i.e. busier than all get the hell out. Besides work at Glorious People’s Tractor Factory #206 I had a full plate.
Had to clean the kitchen, collect all the trash, get the cans out to the curb, make dinner, three of them in all, as Gretchen has been down with multiple infections as we’ve come to find out.
She had the crud, that we knew, but then on top, a UTI (she’s sensitive to those sorts of things) as well as the now-present infection that females get when they’re on stronk antibiotics.
So, I’ve been catering to her.
Made hamburgers and hot doggos for Sapper and myself, and then she wanted Loaded Nachos, before the ‘actual dinner’ which I have pretty much ALL the fixin’s for, except for the chips. Her appetite has gone into an off the charts “eat the house” mode. I think it’s the anti-bios that’re making her hungry AF.
As the other night Dinner on the menu was chili, I had a 5 pound ‘loaf’ of ground beef that was frozen to utilize for the meal. I didn’t need ALL 5 pounds, but unfortunately, Sapper had bought it and -not- sectioned it into 2 smaller, more useful chunks. Not a biggie and what I did was cook the whole fucker up, and then break it into two or moar meals. The meal of the night that I was cooking for was the aforementioned chili, so I was able to season said-beef uniformly. That means I used garlic, onions (dehydrated then re-hydrated) and salt and pepper to the whole thing.
After I cooked the whole thing up, that allowed me to add 2.5 pounds to the chili in the slow cooker, and then stash the other 2.5 pounds in a container in the fridge, as I didn’t want to have it go bad whilst uncooked as I’ve made mention of before here… shit goes rotten soooo quickly these days whereas I get a week or more plus with it cooked in a sealed container in the fridge… YMMV.
Tonight I was able to use a part of that stashed beef on the nachos. Which, since it was sooooo easy to do and use, I think I’m going to keep doing the same thing. Buying beef these days, in any form (ground/steaks/what have you) is cheaper in bulk. I think that when I need to get ground beef, when I section off the portions, i.e. it’s going to be like:
One for Tonight One for the Freezer and One for Cooking up as a ‘spare ingredient’.
Which led me to making a quick batch of fully Loaded Nachos right after I got back from Publix with the chips. A microwave is your friend at times like this.
Yay me!
THEN she wanted Bang-Bang Shrimp for dinner. Le Sigh… Sometimes I think she married me to be her cook.
Not that I mind really, as I joke… thing is I love cooking. So much so, if it wasn’t for the positively monumental hassle it is to do such a thing, I’d love to have a small sammich/soup/dessert counter. Alas… tis not to be in this lifetime… But, as I said, I positively love to cook.
Especially for frens and fam. Gee-Maw and Sarah and Serbian War Criminal and his fam positively salivated around the holidays as my molasses cookies were neighborhood famous AF. And, now that I’m ka-thinkin about it, tonight Imma going to throw out the Dressing/Stuffing Recibe as I kept telling evvabody about it over the Horror-Daze, people kept requesting it, and I plum forgot to give it out… My bad… sorry ’bout that. It’s IMO so good, you can make it just because, anywhere, any time as like I said, IMO it’s that good.
So, back to the other meal… sorry for the digession (like you all know I’m prone to do)… as I was saying, the other dinner for Gretch that she requested was Bang Bang Shrimp. Pretty easy to make. Only got what 6 +/-? ingredients: Shrimp (of course)
And then the “Bang-Bang” sauce itself:
1/2 +/- cup of Mayo (full mayo, no bullshit wonder whip or whatever they call it these days… try to get the full on old fashion one) 1/4 +/- Cup of Sweet Thai Chili sauce. A big heaping spoonful of Siracha a small teaspoon of Salt and Pepper each… call it a 1/4 +/- as well
And if you got it on hand, a couple of ‘dashes’ of Aleppo Pepper… I use that in damned near every. single. meal. I cook from scratch these days… If you want to get your own, they got it on the ‘Zon, Link HERE (and yeah, I get a ‘taste’ if you buy it… LOL I made a funny!)
The reason I say “+/-” is I don’t actually measure it… I sort of eyeball it, and run with it by flavor and texture. I only go full measuring when it’s stuff like bread and cookies and whatnot that actually need accuracy to be done correctly.
Mix it all up, then grill the shrimp. When they’re done, drizzle it (the Bang-Bang Sauce) on them, and serve it up. I also put a small cup for dipping on the side as well. Gretchen likes it so much, I swear she’d drink that shit if she could. She sure as hell devoured the shrimp, that’s for sure. The freezer is stuffed full of them, as whenever over the past few they’ve been on sale (BOGO and whatnot) because she’s a fanatic about them, I keep the freezer full, and man, as the inflation is going, I’m glad AF I bought a bunch last spring/summer, seeing how wonderful Bidenomics is going amiright?
So, since I’m avoiding poly-ticks for the night as I’m completely burned the fuck out as is probably everyone else at this point, said Dressing Recibe per allllllll you folks who asked for it. It’s really simple, so don’t get all in a huff when you realize just how easy it is.
Depending on the size of the group determines how much ‘stuff’ you need. The recibe here is for 3 folks, with leftovers. To start:
1 Pound Mild/Hot Ground Sausage (all on your preference, some folks want some heat in their dressing… I go mild as Gretchen has stomach issues and it’s a touch and go IF she can handle heat, so I usually lean on the mild side to to be safe.) 1 Box Stovetop Stuffing, preferably the Chicken/Pork flavor. 1/2 of a Vidalia Onion, Diced. Finely diced. Salt and Pepper to flavor. One HEAPING Tablespoon of minced Garlic 1-2 Tablespoons of (of course) Aleppo Pepper. 1-2 HEAPING Tablespoons of Italian Seasoning
Start by browning the Onion and Garlic in butter in the fry pan. Then, when the garlic and onion are at that nice and slightly translucent brown, add the snausage into the pan. Once it starts cooking, add remaining spices, i.e. the Italian Seasoning, Aleppo Pepper, Salt and Pepper. Mix it ALLL in and make sure to get the garlic and onion all into the meat as it cooks. Make sure to dice the fuck out of the snausage to make it into almost a mince. You don’t want any large chunks as it won’t blend well when you dump it into the stuffing.
Cook up the Stovetop (or whatever brand you prefer) separately in a larger bowl, as this’s the bowl you’re going to mix the meat into the stuffing when it’s ready. I prefer to start the stuffing just as the meat is on it’s final part of the ‘cook’ so to speak, meaning no more pink showing. Once it’sd ready and when the meat is ready, dump the meat into the stuffing and mix the fuck out of it.
Now… here’s what I call “Dealers Choice”
You can serve it right there, and then as technically it -is- done.
You can stuff the turkey with it, or eat it as-is
OR
Myself? I put it into my LE Crueset Dutch Oven (Thanks MomUnit!) and bake it at 400 for 30 minutes to get a nice ‘crust’ on the top. THEN I serve it.
Even cold, two days later? Served on Publix Mountain Bread with some yellow mustard? I lightly toast two pieces of the Mountain bread, and shmear it with the dressing, salt it, pepper it and splash a goodly amount of moo-tard on it… Hoo BOY it’s a meal on it’s own! I make it around here pretty regularlly, and it -never- lasts long.
And as they say, that is that. So, I appreciate everyone’s comments regarding the Tater/Ham soup. We -just- finished off the last of it, and then on Friday? Saturday? Fucked if I remember, but one of these past nights, I made homemade Chikinz Zupp.
I made it as Gretchen was feeling shitty, and Chikin Zupp is known as “Jewish Penicillin”… FWIW there’ve been studies showing that Chikin Zupp -IS- good for you when your sick and/or getting sick. So… either way, we got a honking big pot of that to get us through the next couple of cold days this week.
Only other thing of note today, besides me running my ass off was we got a vidya-chat with Adriana.
She’s doing well, but still she’s no where near as linguistically advanced as she was under our care… she’s not speaking with clarity unfortunately, and we’ve just got to deal with it.
Dude, (the BabyDaddy) and yeah, I’m calling him Dude now, seems to be doing his best to take care of her. The more I speak to him and whatnot, I’ve realized that yeah, he’s got his issues (like all of us) however, a LOT of the issues were ‘manufactured’ by DumbCunt in order to specifically fuck up his life.
That cunt is soooo fucking evil it’s not even funny. Like demonically evil.
Hence why the deeper I dive (mind you knowing full well on a LOT of shit, he’s full of shit on) I find that he really got fucked over like a motherfucker. I mean he never learned any of the “Rules of Manhood” as he didn’t have a positive male role model (being raised by his Granma) one of which is, right at the top of the list:
“Never, Ever Stick Your Dick In Crazy”
So, Because he’s being so good to Addy, taking care of her, and stepping up, I’ve been cutting him a HUGE amount of slack.
Ain’t got no choice in this either way, and considering “Judge Corruption” set out a ‘Zero Contact’ order when we bailed from Tennessee rather than me being put in County for ‘Disrespect of the Judge/Court’ in my various rants and ravings… I mean I’ve heard since then that that’s exactly what he planned on doing… meaning locking me the fuck up, despite the 1st Amendment, and I wasn’t looking to be a test case for that asshole. Dude has been violating the order, and even wants to come with her for a visit down here… He and her of course are always welcome.
As far as Judge Corrupt?
No worries… He’s going to get what he deserves Eventually…
My hope is some big blaq Buck-Nigger thinks he’s got a purty mouth… One can hope amiright?
So, enough for now… been a long day More Later Big Country
Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes! So Gretchen is down with whatever I had, as well as some ‘other issues’ (stomach bug) so I’ve been playing ‘dutiful spouse’ and doing all the cooking and cleaning, which TBH isn’t that far off from the norm.
Let’s face it… her cooking, outside of a few very specific meals can best be described as “How can toast have bones?”
And cleaning? Well she’s a chick.
I’ve –yet– to meet a chick who’s as fastidious as a guy who served in the Army/Marine Corps. Once you get that “dress-right-dress” thing down, and “cleanliness is next to Godliness”, guys like me tend to be a bit OCD in keeping shit straight.
Clutter I can deal with. ESPECIALLY if it’s “organized” clutter and I’m 99.99% sure you guys in the studio viewing audience would agree. “A Place for Every Thing, and Every Thing in it’s Place” so to speak.
I mean I got soooooo many projects going on it’s crazy. I know Phil over at Bustedknuckles knows of what I speak.
So,. to the quick Sunday-Funday Title Point.
Because Gretch is ‘down and out’ and just feeling pure-dee shitty, I went to get her some of her favorite Scooby Snacks at Publix, (whilst also reloading my beer in the fridge). I was wearing my usual offensive attire:
Specifically, it’s a “Top Popp” (Terrence Popp) Tee that I got off of his website a couple or so years ago… The translation as it’s hard to get a selfie is:
“Gaze Upon My Privilege And Despair!”
Fuckin’ AWESOME amiright!?!
Damned shame of it is he no longer sells it… Not sure -why- but go figure.
The fact that I got a oversized tee that fits, with a insanely offensive slogan on it? Mad bonus points. I positively love this thing. Wish I could get moar, BUT as I said, he no longer has it on his website. Anywho…
So…. I’m in Publix. Wearing the shirt. With a ‘gives no fucks/too tired/need more beer’ attitude.
Whereupon I get to the aisle that Gretchens Scooby Snacks are on. I quickly move down said-aisle, and notice a Brother (blaq dude) staring down the lane -at me-.
Moar specifically, at my Tee Shirt. Or I should say, the logo? writing? on it.
Dude’s all looking pissed off AF. Stares at it whilst I ignore him… he only caught my eye as I looked in that direction… as I proceeded to head down the aisle, he went from passive, to getting an aggressive/angry look on his face, like he was going to say something.
My antenna went up. Game One Monkey.
Thankfully, my A.O. leans towards a 70-30 Whytte/blaq number of folks so to speak… if it was the opposite, I might have been in trouble as the blaqs are so tribalistic and whatnot, I might have gotten swarmed… Jes’ Sayin’
So, as he approached, he started getting this “Poo Face” on, at which point I -think- he wanted to get all self-righteous and confrontational with me…
Me? I put on my “war face”
The one that pretty much states openly “I’m ready to rumble and someone is getting fucked up and that someone is you!!!”
Been told I’m rather frightening when I look that way
When we locked eyes, it was truly awesome. Dominance Achieved. He literally bowed his head, looked down at his grocery cart, andmoved on with nary a word.
As Top (former 1Sgt) Popp would say: “WINNING!!!”
Guess he knew who the King of the Aisle was LOL.
That and IF things went sideways, well since Florida went Constitutional Carry, an I never leave the house without a handgun, my fave for quick “in-and-out runs” from either gas stations/7-11’s/grocery stores is a Bond Derringer:
And looking it up for the pic?
Holy Hells!!! I paid less than $160 out the door! It’s now $277 without transfer fees and ‘other’
Good Job Brandon Inc. Amiright?
Yeah… vicious lil .357 Magnum two shot hellraiser. First time I test fired it in the side yard, it set off ALL the car alarms, as well as blew out my electronic earpro… as in shut it down so’s I had to pull the batteries to reset it.
Sapper almost shit himself, it was –that loud–
I keep it loaded with some solid Copper 140 grain Xtreme Defense Rounds that’ll turn someone’s head into a hollowed out shell of it’s former self… shit ain’t no joke… and neither is the fireball from that lil bastard. Fucker is pure dee evil man… 10/10, would recommend.
I also like I can carry and use .38 special in it, as truthfully, the .357 is a bit much even for a fucker like myself… I mean man, it -literally- set off ALL of the car alarms in the immediate vicinity. The neighbors usually are quite forgiving and cool…
I mean I -do- have a ‘rep’ for being the guy who makes fireworks, as well as flamethrowers, and occasionally test fires his shit in the backyard/side yard, but that one?
Yeah, people were nice about it, but still aggrevated.
SO That’s been MY weekend. Hope y’all’s was good as well.
