Last week’s winner was Srirachapocalypse. This week’s grand prize is a package of Swab-Its .22/5.56 Bore-Whips to keep your long gun spic and span clean. Just enter your best caption for this photo in the comments by Sunday at midnight. Good luck.
Last week’s winner was Srirachapocalypse. This week’s grand prize is a package of Swab-Its .22/5.56 Bore-Whips to keep your long gun spic and span clean. Just enter your best caption for this photo in the comments by Sunday at midnight. Good luck.
Mini-me, meet mini-gun.
How old are you kid?
50.
Son, this is how Jane Fonda shoots down Capitalist Pigs
“Anyone who runs is a V.C.! Anyone who stands still… is a well-disciplined V.C.!”
Dad: “Rule 4: Be sure of your target and what is beyond it.”
Way, way, way beyond it.
Now I have two moms! Ma and ma deuce!
This one is mine, you get your own.
They set the requirements for basic training lower every year…
2a does not specify an age limit to gun ownership. He had to hire the marine to drive the vehicle as the constitution says nothing about driving.
This is for all those those yucky lunches, Michelle!
This is what “shall not be infringed” means.
Little billy realized his dream of being the hall monitor at his grade school.
Man… hold my milk and watch this s**t
“school’s out.”
“i’m not sure why they call it a ‘giggle switch.’ when i pull the trigger, start tickling…”
While Billy liked the M2, he’d had his heart set on a MK-19 grenade launcher.
See that guy? Yeah that guy right there! Fuck Him!!
“I don’t know what T&A is, but I’m digging this T&E mount”.
“that’s the principal’s new yacht. i promise it won’t sink. i’ll let you drive the go- kart for half an hour.”
” I always love spending time with Ma and Pa!!!”
“Now Billy, did you remember to set your headspace first?”
A young Carlos Hathcock.
“And in that moment johnny smiled for he had finally found his safe space”
Shannon Watts is gonna shit if she sees you, kid.
The day Margaret finally pushed Dennis the Menace too far…
“Big Bird ain’t got shit on me!”
Dude, no fair…well done, but you won last week! ?
Haha thank you.
Marine. Do you even speak it, motherphucker.
Operator as fuck.
Enough of this kid stuff. Where’s the Bushmaster?
Its never to earlier to kill terrorist.
Swiper no swiping
I don’t know why, but that got a big laugh out of me!
There is nothing wrong using the .50BMG to unleash the man out of a child.
You see son, its ok to see a red mist…. thats what happens when a terrorist dies!
“I know why it’s called that, Dad, ’cause I drop ma deuce every time I shoot this thing.”
…and that day, Little Billy smiled a smile normally reserved for when the amply endowed Janet Johnson was his Friday night babysitter.
Mr. Zimmerman,
I won the photo caption contest a few weeks back with my Formosa Five-O comment and you never sent Swab its to me … even though I did respond to your e-mail request for my address. Did I fall off of your radar?
Harry Potter, meet MY magic wand !
“ammo…AMMO!” young Billy yelled.
“how many bazooka joe comics did you have to save up?”
Wait until my Kindergarten teacher sees this for Show & Tell!
I don’t need no stinking Red Ryder!
Take a full breath, then let half of it out.
God bless America….
Is that Comey?
“Children make ideal operators of crew-served weapons on a pivot, their nimble fingers make short work of reloading and clearing jams…”
I remember this passage from elsewhere! Sounds rather Dickensian, doesn’t it?
I shamelessly stole it from a cartoon I saw somewhere on the internet.
But it sure applies!
*snicker*
Finally my vindication: As I’ve been saying, children make terrible individual riflemen. Their short stature, low upper body strength, limited mobility and load bearing really just make them unusable as light irregular infantry. However, children excel as crewmembers on light weapons. A screw adjust or T&E mechanism negates the strength issue, and thoughtful emplacement ensures most of the rest. Besides, adaptive measures such as constructing a ramp to allow smaller children to charge mortar tubes, or a tarp to drag ammo belts on are much more workable on crew served weapons than on small arms.
So remember: Small ‘arms’ equals an assignment to a light weapon…
Think of the Children!!!!
Next we learn about hearing protection
See that squirrel? Lead him Lead him FIRE! Wait! Where’d he go?
“Please, sir, I want some more!”
Now this is the way to mow the lawn.
“Try taking my lunch money now bitch!”
“See dad, I told you that you had the headspace all jacked up! How many times have I told you, headspace and timing first!”
Son I think I here Ma calling your name.
Dad, was Mr. Nugent serious when he said to take out any prius with a Hillary sticker on it?
It’s ok kid. She ain’t president or even a future candidate. Using her image is good to go as far as the secret service is concerned. Hell, they gave us a stack of signed 8 by 10 glossies to use as targets.
OK, we will get you suited up in a national guard uniform, you get a holiday with them while I get to go to Vegas for Bob’s bachelor party. Just remember that there is no Jr. after your name and if you want that bike, no mention of this to mom.
“Dad, what does overcompensating mean?”
So this is what Freedom looks like, and it sure is good.
These new recruits sure make me feel old…
“Extra points Billy if you blow the hooker out of her shoes.”
“Ain’t she supposed to blow me out of my shoes?”
“I love the smell of powder in the morning, it smells like… freedom. “
Billy’s dad always drew the biggest crowd on career day.
Ma said it’s time for dinner… eat HOT LEAD!
“Ha! Now I finally get to show off all my wicked Call of Duty skills…”
We’re gonna need another Timmy!
“NO… mine’s bigger!!!”
“this is gonna be the best “it’s a small world” ride ever!”
“what are the odds of finding this outside of the national clown convention/ juggalo jamboree?”
“Because 9mm is for girls….”
“This is going to be a bitch to clean when we’re done. I wonder if they make Swab-Its for this….”
This is the photo of Michael Dukakis that didn’t get published
Fisher-Price I see has expanded to new toys
Pa Deuce.
Since you won’t let me drive, ….
How many deer tags did you say we had?
This is a Ma Deuce .50 BMG, the finest heavy machine gun in the world, invented by John Moses (By God) Browning. Now, I can’t remember if if racked the bolt twice when I loaded it, but you have to ask yourself: do you feel lucky, punk?
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