achileez wrote:
Gitsy,
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So, what? Now you're a Marine too?
No...my brother was and he used to kick my as* all the time, course he's only 6'9 250lbs but he taught me how to dish out an as* kicking as well as take one. Oh and he taught me how to shoot; this past fall I tagged a fox at about 100yds through a chain link fence with my air rifle. What were we talking about again? Oh that's right I felt the need to respond to whoever quoted that p*ssy Gandalf.
Varus
After your little story I just know you will live this:
My father is a retired Marine Corps Master Sergent. Although he wasn't supposed to have us there, growing up, after school my two younger brothers and I would often end up in the armory were he worked at the time. To keep us busy he showed us how to break down and clean the M16s, not that an eight, ten and eleven year old did that good of job, upbringing aside. Twenty five years later I have no idea if I could still break one down and put it together but the occaional dream says otherwise. So Varrus you wanna hump my leg now?