Jayne ,'Out Of Gas'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I've never really wanted a gun, but I find myself wanting one more and more these days, to protect myself from bug-fuck crazies who also own guns.
This is why I own a big ass baseball bat. Not that it's going to stop a gun totin' crazy, mind you, but it's at least a different form of violence that doesn't buy into their crazy.
There are various blunt and edged weapons around our house. Not really for home defense, mostly because they're cool.
If I can say one thing about the last paper I'm writing?
I'm good. I'm really, really good.
Now, if I could only write the preface and not the abstract over and over, it would be fucking great.
When I run out of ammo, I've got an arsenal of swords, crossbows, and longbows to fall back on. Plus armor, some of which was made for me.
I so wanted to see Jason or Michael Meyers go up against a medieval recreationist. "You call that a knife . . .?"
No weapons in our house until Leif has moved out.
I would never have a gun in the house until they invent one that would magically only appear after I've had my first daily dose of caffeine.
I've got Wüsthofs.
This is why I own a big ass baseball bat. Not that it's going to stop a gun totin' crazy, mind you, but it's at least a different form of violence that doesn't buy into their crazy.
I keep my maglite by my bed. Not only is it good in a power cut, but it packs a wallop like a sonofabitch.
No weapons in our house until Leif has moved out.
Seriously loving Gud right now.
I'm good. I'm really, really good.We knew that!
Now, if I could only write the preface and not the abstract over and over, it would be fucking great."Be prepared to be amazed!". Short. Sweet. And tells the truth. Best preface EVER!
Still torn.If it helps any, I'm a pacifist who owns guns. And knives. The knives I use with work, and Boy Scouts got me in the habit of always carrying one. The guns. Well. Not many recreational sports that don't require running/jumping. It was one I could do. Although, 9/11 really did make me question what/why I would grab a gun. Thankfully there was nobody storming the beach that was 2 blocks away. Not sure my brain could handle that.