The Commie Demonrats Running Washington State Can Lick My Taint

Since the Semi Auto Gun Ban has already been passed by the House and the Demonrats also have a majority in the Senate too, it’s a foregone conclusion that this ridiculous POS thing is going to get passed and that Commie Fuck Inslee is going to sign it into law before the ink is dry on it anyway, I joined countless other Washingtonians in getting my hands on as much hardware as I could afford beforehand.

This “Bill” is even going to go as far as banning PARTS for the over 50 guns that are on their Kill List.

Stupid stuff like spring kits, pins and more than likely even screws that will fit any of them are set to be Verboten.

Nothing like a little over reach on their part.

So I just got back from getting two complete AR 15 Lowers all nice and legal like transferred into my name and into my grubby little mitts.

The best part is that I got both of them for just a bit over what this Gun store was asking for ONE, STRIPPED Lower.

Because Fuck You, That’s Why, You Commie Fucking Bitches.

I already got an Upper delivered yesterday and an extra spring kit along with some pins and various other items I thought might be nice to have on hand.

I’m here to tell you, the little gun store I had them shipped to was PACKED with people thinking just like I am, I waited over a half an hour to get someone to find my purchases and get the paperwork started.

They were lined up clear to the door behind me too.

Six employees in this little store going just as fast as they possibly could trying to keep up.

Of course because this Bill Soon To Become Law is Unconstitutional on it’s face, I fully expect an appeal and a request for an Instant Emergency Stay to be sitting in front of a Judge about ten seconds after Inslee and his bitch AG Ferguson start their little Happy Dance celebrating the passage of said POS Law.

Because basically, this is Lawfare 101.

Sure as hell they know this is going to eventually be overturned but in the meantime a bunch of lawyers are going to make a bunch of money and if a couple of small gun stores wind up going out of business before it’s all said and done then they will consider it a win anyway.

Also in the mean time, all the citizens of this state will be denied their Supposedly Government Guaranteed 2nd Amendment rights.

If the amount of guns already in this state even remotely echoes the amount of guns already in the hands of citizens in the rest of the country then this Gun Ban isn’t really going to amount to much in the Long Game.

It’s going to wind up being an inconvenience until they are told Bad Law, No Cookie.

Even if by some small miracle it stands after being challenged, there are already enough weapons, ammo and people here to cause these Commie Gun Grabbers to look over their shoulders and lose sleep for the rest of their miserable lives.

Just the way it should be.

I Can Hear Chuck Laughing Now…

Dang I miss that crusty old bastard.

I have been helping his daughter and ex-wife clean out all the crap the guy had collected for the last fifty or so years.

The main focus has been on the garage and I finally got that finished last weekend.

Even after going to the dump there is still some crap in the back of his old truck I still gotta get rid of.

They wanted the garage cleaned out because the ex is going to move in with the daughter, she wants every damn thing the guy owned gone.

The very last thing I moved out of it was Chuck’s Bench Vise.

His daughter told me it was my prize for helping clean everything up.

She doesn’t know how close to the truth that statement was.

Here it is sitting next to the one I have had for at least 35 years, the red one in this picture.

They are both basically the same vise except his is bigger, heavier and not nearly as beat to shit as mine.

I find it sort of amusing to notice that over the years, these same Chinesium vises have gotten smaller and smaller.

I’m betting his is even older than mine and I know for a fact that what Horror Fright is selling now, for the same price I paid for mine all those years ago, is about 2/3’s the size of mine now.

The reason I say I can hear Chuck laughing at me is because after I got mine unbolted and sat down next to his with no problem, I bent down to grab his up and sit it on the stand I just took the other one off of and immediately threw my lower back out.

I knew I was fucked before it was an inch off the ground but I already had some momentum behind me so I very quickly decided to suck it up and finish getting it up in the stand.

That fucked me even worse because it needed to be about belly high and I had to stop and get a better grab on it before I could heave the heavy bastard up far enough to set it down.

That caused yet another wicked spasm in my lower back.

By the time I got it up enough to sit one corner down and finish sliding it the rest of the way on, my lower back was just screaming at me.

All in less than ten seconds.

I kept on going to get it situated and get some new mounting bolt holes marked out and drilled but when I had to bend down and dig out my bolt bin to find some bigger fasteners I almost fell over and had to grab ahold of my belt sander stand to even get back up.

About an hour later I finally got it mounted and cleaned up.

Trust me, I paid for that all day, all night last night and just about fifteen minutes ago I was able to grab the arms on my recliner and twist enough to pop my lower back back in.

I was popping Ibuprofen off and on all damn day yesterday.

After I got finished with that little project I went out and pulled the battery charger off the riding lawnmower, put some gas in it and fired the cantankerous old bastard up.

Much to my amazement, it actually didn’t take any other action on my part after sitting outside all Winter.

I had a tarp on it when I parked it but it was laying next to it all wadded up after some wind caught it at some point.

So then I went round and round out in the front yard scalping the grass good and proper so as to avoid having to do it again too soon.

Mission accomplished.

After all that activity I came in and collapsed back into the recliner.

Now that my back is popped back in I think I am going to go do some more Piddle Farting out in the garage.

The front seat of both trucks are still full of crap I pulled out of his garage that I didn’t want to get wet so I need to do some Triage on that.

I am going to give my old vise to my Oldest Boy as he recently bought a house and has an empty garage.

Actually, I have SEVERAL things that are going over there at some point.

He even knows about a couple of them….

Heh Heh Heh.

FAFO, On A National Scale

So these unhinged assholes are going to press their luck and arrest Donald Trump.

Trump himself announced this and it’s all over the internet.

Trump is calling for people to protest over this.

I have some bad news for ya Donny, ain’t happening on my part.

Nope, this is just more Kabuki Theater and The Democrats would just LOVE to have another reason to arrest and prosecute anyone who would dare get out in the streets and make a giant target of themselves.

Trump can afford the best lawyers on the planet, I can’t.

They are going to arrest him, he is going to post Bond and he will be out again.

It’s all symbolic on their part so they can say WE FINALLY GOT HIM!

Protests aren’t going to accomplish a damn thing.

Don’t get me wrong, there is a fight coming and it’s going to be pretty freaking epic when it comes but this here?

This is just bait for stupid people.

See it for what it is and keep your powder dry for the real dance.

St. Patrick’s Day Used To Be My Favorite Holiday!

I can remember one about fifteen years ago, well most of one, where I got hammered drunk TWICE, before 10 A.M.!

I woke up half drunk to begin with at about 6, like I did every day back then, had a couple of straight shots of bourbon right out of the bottle sitting next to the bed while still laying in the bed, got up, pounded half a beer for a chaser to finish getting woke up, got out of bed and started sucking off the bottle some more, and got drunk enough to pass out by 7:15.

I came to again about 9:30, reached over and had another shot, staggered out of bed and opened another beer and then a buddy came pounding on the trailer door.

A half hour later I was smashed again.

It didn’t take too much longer and I was down again , slept 4 or 5 hours that time and when I finally woke up, I went and got something to eat, went to the bar after that and started partying some more.

Yeah, Thank God I finally gave that shit up.

With any luck I’ll be able to celebrate 11years of no drinky here come June 2.

I can very easily tell you that I don’t miss that kind of crap.

With that, please allow me to wish you all a Happy St. Patrick’s Day.

If you do decide to go out and celebrate, please be careful.

There are lot’s of rookies and people like I used to be out there.

Stretching To Ridiculous Lengths To Declare Common Items Racist Is Its Self, Racist

First we had some complete moron trying to claim that White People driving cars in LA is racist because it pollutes the air Blacks breathe.

I dunno, apparently White people breathe different air.

Now I find that having a Pantry in your house is racist also!

I don’t know who these people are, but they are reaching so far that absurdity flew past like a lightning bolt and entirely escaped their attention on the way by.

I’m going to tell you something here.

I work with a colored guy.

59 years old and he is a BIG DUDE.

Nicest freaking guy you would ever want to meet and I love this guy.

He grew up over in Portland and we have had many, many conversations over the last year.

Neither one of us is afraid to talk about things that most people would avoid like an invitation for a complimentary IRS audit.

So when I saw this OUTRAGEOUS article claiming that having a clean and organized pantry was a sign of racism, I asked him a question.

I knew his Grandmother was from the South so I asked him, did your Mom or Grandmother have a pantry when you were growing up?

He said of course, BOTH of them did.

So I read him the headline to that article and his reaction was priceless.

His jaw dropped open, his eyes rolled and he said very loudly, YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!

Nope I says and I flipped my phone around and showed him.

So then he tells me that he actually had a pantry put in next to the kitchen he just had redone last year.

Then we compared stories of our Grandparents doing that whole CAN EVERYTHING and store it in the pantry because they grew up during the Great Depression thing for another ten minutes.

So here we have on one hand, some race baiting asshole pulling the most ridiculous argument out of his ass that I have ever heard of, besides the Whites polluting the air only Blacks breathe down in California insanity and a guy who should technically be agreeing with this nonsense according to the author, saying that they are freaking RETARDED. (His words).

At this juncture, I would have to agree with him on all points.

Absurdity doesn’t even scratch the surface.

Intentional Race Baiting and Division Mongering is more like it.

When the very people you are trying to divide come to mutual agreement that you are an idiot and both agree that your tactics are blatantly obvious and ridiculous, you need to hang it up.

You have already lost.

Which means in true LEFTARD fashion, they are going to double down on it with some even more ridiculous horse shit, next week.

Because there are no limits on their capacity for insanity.

It’s Relentless But You Already Figured That Out

I recommend the read,

THE GREAT BANK RUN PSYOP OF 2023

OPERATION BANK CLOSURE:
You had better know what you don’t know

Submitted by The Armchair Financial Analyst

These are the 3 primary reasons why the Khazarian Cabal is forcing the closure of specific banking institutions before all banks are taken over by Big Government.

People are totally missing the point(s) regarding these engineered bank runs and targeted bank closures.  The true and dire reasons are as follows:

Go read the whole thing and get back to me…