The ‘Big Stick’ working group at the 2013 MAIG conference. Bloomberg is 3rd from the right, but even in heels, is too short to be seen.
Heyyyy Bob – Notice the one on the right, standing in the culvert, is still the tallest? Got her second varsity letter in basketball.
Far left one. “It’s a man baby.” – Austin Powers
Les Femmes De La Resistance, 1918.
The Leadbetter Sisters
Annies Got Their Guns
Guys and Molls
Sorority Women Prepare for their Spring “Jungle Adventure” Dance… The men will be coming dressed as Tarzan
The town’s less attractive women have to take Sadie Hawkins day extra seriously.
And now we know why they called it the roaring 20s.
The Oscar Wilde Marksmanship Squad were anything but straight shooters.
Some women prefer to bag their own furs.
Badges. we don’t need no stinking badges.
Badgers! We don’t wear no stinking Badgers!
Nicely done, sir!
They must bath their badgers regular to keep them from stinking.
It’s the only long and hard thing we could get our hands on.
LMAO. So many good ones this weekend. Glad we don’t have a prize…I wouldn’t want to have to choose the best one.
What do you mean “We can’t vote.”?
“We’re watching “The View” and that’s final.”
Here representing the future graduating class of 1938 at UW Madison, is the organizing committee for the first annual “Take Back the Night” rally. Although that was the official name, among the “girls” it was affectionately known as “We Own the Night”.
We’re armed but we’re not dangerous.
Unless you want us to be dangerous.
Early 30’s neighborhood watch…..Where is George when you need him?
“They don’t make ’em like they used to…and be thankful for that.”
Do these guns go with these shoes?
For the last time, were the WOMEN’S Rifle Team.
…and the fine ladies of the town waited patiently for their husbands to return from a night on the town.
bitchez ?
Modeling the 1922 Fall line and accessories available from the Sears Roebuck catalog…
No, no, no, maybe after a few beers, no, yes, no
The Ukrainians have nothing on this bunch!
Bringin’ home the bacon~
A few Buckeye coeds prepare for the big Michigan game.
The first rule of book club… Don’t talk about book club.
Nice!
Yeah, Marilyn may be a “blonde bombshell,” but that doesn’t mean us brunettes are harmless!
Patty Herst got her inspiration from these ladies.
As soon as WE GET the right TO VOTE, we are going to repeal the 2nd Amendment..
“Early candid photo from in back of Big Pink.”
Tiring of the traditional Mah Jongg and Chinese auctions, the ladies of the Temple Beth Israel Sisterhood have branched out in an entirely new direction.
These ladies are obviously making $80 per hour on the internet, I wonder if they know Janet’s best friend’s mom?
+1 You beat me to it.
Good one.
No really. Our husbands “wanted” us to turn these in for pairs of Nikes.
Moms Demand Bolt Action.
Hookers at the point were damn sure getting paid back in the day.
We support Monica’s x-boyfriends wife for President.
The women recruits said they’d go into combat and do their part. But they’d be damned if they did it wearing those tacky BDU’s and combat boots.
Sigmund Freud’s cousins terrorized him at an early age, clearly demonstrating commonsense methods for dealing with ‘penis envy’….
lots of funny captions here but what I want to know is: what are the rifles they are holding?
Mike, they look like Springfield training .22s. Single shot bolt actions made at Springfield armory for training troops with when the issue rifle was the 1903 Springfield.
Back in the day the government used to surplus things like this out to the DCM. I wouldn’t be surprised that these were donated to the school at no cost.
We had one on the farm for general pest control duty. Dead accurate and built to a larger scale than most .22s. Great hog killer and beef killer.
Girl on far right and the 3rd girl from the right look like they have some type of falling block rifle.
I see a Springfield M1922 or two, a Winchester model 52, and a Winchester high wall .22. If I recall correctly, the M1922 was produced for basic marksmanship training following the Great War where accuracy in combat was sorely lacking. The availability of these rifles to the women suggests the photo dates from about 1928 or so.
Judging by the bolts and front sights, they look like “sporterized” ’03 Springfields.
TB5, I’m not an expert on school rifle teams but I’ve never heard of one using 03 springfields, which are .30-06, for target practice. All the school teams I’ve heard of used either .22s or air rifles.
Two early Winchester 52 rifles, two Springfield M1922 MII (probably), and two Winchester Windner style Muskets. Low wall Army surplus Windners were in .22 short, but the commercial versions could be bought in either short or long rifle.
With the men folk fighting in Europe, the ladies tea club were ready should Hitler try to invade Ottumwa Iowa.
Its that time of month and you came home 5 minutes late… Sucks to be you.
Only head shots girls. We don’t want holes in our fur.
Our motto: ” Kill it, Grill it, Wear it to Church!”.
LOL! Very nice.
+1
+1
“This is my rifle. There are many others like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.”
Fat girls aren’t welcome round here…
I realize you had to stop with the links to hot Israeli swimsuit models, but this is entirely too far in the wrong direction.
We’re looking for some husbands. There’s a good prospect over there!
To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything!
The Lizzies
The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!
Warriors! Come out and plaaayyyiiiiaaayyyy!
Forget the fathers…look out for the daughters with shotguns
No, it’s NOT a Saddie Hawkins type thing…
I think I see my grandmother. . .
Where’d y’all boys say that shine isat?
“The Newport Red Hat Society target shooting team awaiting for more red hats. After deciding that the red dot in the bullseye of their paper targets were too small, they pinned up their hats. This resulted in more bullseyes but, alas, after shooting the hats literally into shreds they must pause their practice until the local hatter comes through.” — Red Hat Society Northeastern Region News.
After buying coats at the thrift store, we all got haircuts – buy one, get six free – on our way to the gun range.
Guyss, I thought we agreed on a lingerie calendar shoot this year!
The women pictured prefer to conceal long guns under their long coats. As one woman said, “30.06 wins the 9mm vs 45 ACP debate every time.”
The furs aren’t going to kill themselves.
Major Chuckles!
1) You better not let these fugly ladies hear you call them “hags” – or it’ll be the last thing you say.
2) There isn’t a bag in the world that’s thick enough to hide this amount of ugly.
3) I wouldn’t let any of them hold my barrel!
I don’t think you’d have a choice, they’d take you by force.
Flappers and bolt actions, good times…well except for that pesky prohibition thing.
The one in the middle is the ring leader… and the hair stylist…
Okay. Just where did you say that PETA meeting is?
PETA spokesperson: Ladies, lay down your furs!!
[a bullet flies out and impacts him between the eyes, and he falls, dead]
Queen Leonetta: PETA! Come and get them!
Clearly they’re getting ready for the buyback, as evidenced by the rifle with the crude taping job. The ladies will be quite pleased to know that for each rifle turned in, they will receive a Five Dollar Gift Card to the local secondhand thrift shop.
Would you like a blindfold mayor Filner?
I like this one.
Duck season!
Wabbit season!
MAN season!
Women’s suffrage from the rooftops!
” Yeah it’s real fur, what of it? “
Their coats serve a multi-purpose role. Once flipped inside out they function as a ghillie suit.
I’ve heard they hunt like a velociraptor, it’s the two you don’t see that’ll get you.
The unofficial NRA Cheerleader squad met today for practice and were peeved that no one could find any ammo to bring to the session. They complained that their “new” uniforms wouldn’t allow for concealed carry (or conceal anything else) and refused to wear them. Heads will roll.
Annie and pals, get your guns!
Every wallflower has its thorns.
“On this week’s episode of cheaters..”
Badass Broads with Boltguns
The school committee wasn’t taking any chances when they met with the parents of the young James Bond to discuss his antics in 8th grade.
Yargh, not a looker in the bunch…
In Soviet Russia, you make wife sammich.
Home Guard?
Chicks with bang sticks will blow off your damn dicks.
“Ethel” on the right there is packing another gun, you just can’t see it.
1964 Red Hat Society shooting team.
64? Knock 30-40 years off that, maybe.
We don’t have conditioner…
We do have guns!
The ‘Big Stick’ working group at the 2013 MAIG conference. Bloomberg is 3rd from the right, but even in heels, is too short to be seen.
Heyyyy Bob – Notice the one on the right, standing in the culvert, is still the tallest? Got her second varsity letter in basketball.
Far left one. “It’s a man baby.” – Austin Powers
Les Femmes De La Resistance, 1918.
The Leadbetter Sisters
Annies Got Their Guns
Guys and Molls
Sorority Women Prepare for their Spring “Jungle Adventure” Dance… The men will be coming dressed as Tarzan
The town’s less attractive women have to take Sadie Hawkins day extra seriously.
And now we know why they called it the roaring 20s.
The Oscar Wilde Marksmanship Squad were anything but straight shooters.
Some women prefer to bag their own furs.
Badges. we don’t need no stinking badges.
Badgers! We don’t wear no stinking Badgers!
Nicely done, sir!
They must bath their badgers regular to keep them from stinking.
It’s the only long and hard thing we could get our hands on.
LMAO. So many good ones this weekend. Glad we don’t have a prize…I wouldn’t want to have to choose the best one.
What do you mean “We can’t vote.”?
“We’re watching “The View” and that’s final.”
Here representing the future graduating class of 1938 at UW Madison, is the organizing committee for the first annual “Take Back the Night” rally. Although that was the official name, among the “girls” it was affectionately known as “We Own the Night”.
We’re armed but we’re not dangerous.
Unless you want us to be dangerous.
Early 30’s neighborhood watch…..Where is George when you need him?
“They don’t make ’em like they used to…and be thankful for that.”
Do these guns go with these shoes?
For the last time, were the WOMEN’S Rifle Team.
…and the fine ladies of the town waited patiently for their husbands to return from a night on the town.
bitchez ?
Modeling the 1922 Fall line and accessories available from the Sears Roebuck catalog…
No, no, no, maybe after a few beers, no, yes, no
The Ukrainians have nothing on this bunch!
Bringin’ home the bacon~
A few Buckeye coeds prepare for the big Michigan game.
The first rule of book club… Don’t talk about book club.
Nice!
Yeah, Marilyn may be a “blonde bombshell,” but that doesn’t mean us brunettes are harmless!
Patty Herst got her inspiration from these ladies.
As soon as WE GET the right TO VOTE, we are going to repeal the 2nd Amendment..
“Early candid photo from in back of Big Pink.”
Tiring of the traditional Mah Jongg and Chinese auctions, the ladies of the Temple Beth Israel Sisterhood have branched out in an entirely new direction.
These ladies are obviously making $80 per hour on the internet, I wonder if they know Janet’s best friend’s mom?
+1 You beat me to it.
Good one.
No really. Our husbands “wanted” us to turn these in for pairs of Nikes.
Moms Demand Bolt Action.
Hookers at the point were damn sure getting paid back in the day.
We support Monica’s x-boyfriends wife for President.
The women recruits said they’d go into combat and do their part. But they’d be damned if they did it wearing those tacky BDU’s and combat boots.
Sigmund Freud’s cousins terrorized him at an early age, clearly demonstrating commonsense methods for dealing with ‘penis envy’….
lots of funny captions here but what I want to know is: what are the rifles they are holding?
Mike, they look like Springfield training .22s. Single shot bolt actions made at Springfield armory for training troops with when the issue rifle was the 1903 Springfield.
Back in the day the government used to surplus things like this out to the DCM. I wouldn’t be surprised that these were donated to the school at no cost.
We had one on the farm for general pest control duty. Dead accurate and built to a larger scale than most .22s. Great hog killer and beef killer.
Girl on far right and the 3rd girl from the right look like they have some type of falling block rifle.
I see a Springfield M1922 or two, a Winchester model 52, and a Winchester high wall .22. If I recall correctly, the M1922 was produced for basic marksmanship training following the Great War where accuracy in combat was sorely lacking. The availability of these rifles to the women suggests the photo dates from about 1928 or so.
Judging by the bolts and front sights, they look like “sporterized” ’03 Springfields.
TB5, I’m not an expert on school rifle teams but I’ve never heard of one using 03 springfields, which are .30-06, for target practice. All the school teams I’ve heard of used either .22s or air rifles.
Two early Winchester 52 rifles, two Springfield M1922 MII (probably), and two Winchester Windner style Muskets. Low wall Army surplus Windners were in .22 short, but the commercial versions could be bought in either short or long rifle.
With the men folk fighting in Europe, the ladies tea club were ready should Hitler try to invade Ottumwa Iowa.
Its that time of month and you came home 5 minutes late… Sucks to be you.
Only head shots girls. We don’t want holes in our fur.
Our motto: ” Kill it, Grill it, Wear it to Church!”.
LOL! Very nice.
+1
+1
“This is my rifle. There are many others like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.”
Fat girls aren’t welcome round here…
I realize you had to stop with the links to hot Israeli swimsuit models, but this is entirely too far in the wrong direction.
We’re looking for some husbands. There’s a good prospect over there!
To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything!
The Lizzies
The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!
Warriors! Come out and plaaayyyiiiiaaayyyy!
Forget the fathers…look out for the daughters with shotguns
No, it’s NOT a Saddie Hawkins type thing…
I think I see my grandmother. . .
Where’d y’all boys say that shine isat?
“The Newport Red Hat Society target shooting team awaiting for more red hats. After deciding that the red dot in the bullseye of their paper targets were too small, they pinned up their hats. This resulted in more bullseyes but, alas, after shooting the hats literally into shreds they must pause their practice until the local hatter comes through.” — Red Hat Society Northeastern Region News.
After buying coats at the thrift store, we all got haircuts – buy one, get six free – on our way to the gun range.
Guyss, I thought we agreed on a lingerie calendar shoot this year!
The women pictured prefer to conceal long guns under their long coats. As one woman said, “30.06 wins the 9mm vs 45 ACP debate every time.”
The furs aren’t going to kill themselves.
Major Chuckles!
1) You better not let these fugly ladies hear you call them “hags” – or it’ll be the last thing you say.
2) There isn’t a bag in the world that’s thick enough to hide this amount of ugly.
3) I wouldn’t let any of them hold my barrel!
I don’t think you’d have a choice, they’d take you by force.
Flappers and bolt actions, good times…well except for that pesky prohibition thing.
The one in the middle is the ring leader… and the hair stylist…
Okay. Just where did you say that PETA meeting is?
PETA spokesperson: Ladies, lay down your furs!!
[a bullet flies out and impacts him between the eyes, and he falls, dead]
Queen Leonetta: PETA! Come and get them!
Clearly they’re getting ready for the buyback, as evidenced by the rifle with the crude taping job. The ladies will be quite pleased to know that for each rifle turned in, they will receive a Five Dollar Gift Card to the local secondhand thrift shop.
Would you like a blindfold mayor Filner?
I like this one.
Duck season!
Wabbit season!
MAN season!
Women’s suffrage from the rooftops!
” Yeah it’s real fur, what of it? “
Their coats serve a multi-purpose role. Once flipped inside out they function as a ghillie suit.
I’ve heard they hunt like a velociraptor, it’s the two you don’t see that’ll get you.
The unofficial NRA Cheerleader squad met today for practice and were peeved that no one could find any ammo to bring to the session. They complained that their “new” uniforms wouldn’t allow for concealed carry (or conceal anything else) and refused to wear them. Heads will roll.
Annie and pals, get your guns!
Every wallflower has its thorns.
“On this week’s episode of cheaters..”
Badass Broads with Boltguns
The school committee wasn’t taking any chances when they met with the parents of the young James Bond to discuss his antics in 8th grade.
Yargh, not a looker in the bunch…
In Soviet Russia, you make wife sammich.
Home Guard?
Chicks with bang sticks will blow off your damn dicks.
“Ethel” on the right there is packing another gun, you just can’t see it.
Bonnie and Brides
7 The Hard Way!
Chechian women begin self-beheading by rifle.
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