I will fight you until the last drop of blood drains from my body and worms are eating my brain before I shall submit to being disarmed.Some may not want to hear this, but there are men who mean what they say.
Your call on chancing it? I already know what I'll do. [More]
[Via Thomas H]
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I have never before seem Donald Knuth's "The Art of Computer Programming" associated with the book "Homemade Expedient Firearms". However, both can be empowering.
Helps to have a machine shop AND a strong knowledge of computers if there's to be a third civil war in the US. There are many ways to fight on a modern battlefield.
Regards,
Thomas
Some people mean what they say. Others of us have quit "saying". We are exploring ways to prove the point.
I'm already in trouble for going to gunsmithing college because Clinton got elected, being a patriot, and having a sister marred to a Quisling cop too Straightarrow. That doesn't even count borderline seditious things I've put on the web over the years beyond words. If you run into a DVD torrent of all the LEO and Military training manuals of most all NATO countries in English and Spanish, I didn't do that either.
As to exploring ways, I believe I've run into you once or twice or more at Mike's "house", as it were.
I'll say and do, as appropriate, be it machine shop work, writing, programming, or editorializing. They all are important and I'm on "the list" anyway.
I mean what I say and figure I'll be in the sacrificial front lines as it's too late to undo what my yap has spewed over the years judging by the fact that it took the "USPS (and friends)" over a month to get once fired un-primed 6.5 Swede Brass 61.4 miles to a friend's house from my Postal Office recently.
Happy Shooting,
Chin Up and Head down!
Visiting Tom's site inspired this rewrite, I hope no one is offended by it, apologies in advance.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAfHigPsC_s
Click the link for the tune, here are some different words:
Oh, I'm a good ole rebel
Now that's just what I am
And for this obamanation (abomination)
I do not give a damn.
I'll gladly fit (fight) agin'it '(against it)
I only wish we'd won
I ain't asked any pardon
For anything I've done.
I hates the libber's (liberal's) nation
And everything they do
I hate u.n. declarations
Of interference too.
I hates the gun free zones
They're dripping with our blood
I hates the liberal banter
And fit (fought) it all I could.
I've read ole David Codree (Codrea)
For ten years there about
Got caches in four places
And my ammo won't runout.
I cautch (caught) the roomatism (rheumatism)
A'trainin' in the snow
I drilled a thousand bullseyes
And I'd like to drill some mo'. (more.)
Twenty thousand gun laws
Is where they place their trust
We're only three percenters
But they'll never conquer us.
Feel the heat of freedom's fever
And freedom steel and shot
I wish we was ten million
But we'll fight with what we've got.
I won't give up my rifles
I'll lay'em down no mo' (more)
And I ain't a-goin' to bury 'em (them)
Now that is serten sho. (certain sure.)
And I don't want no pardon
For what I was and am
I won't be reeducated
And I do not give a damn.
Oh, I'm a good ole rebel
Now that's just what I am
For any registration
I do not give a damn.
I'll gladly fight agin'it (against it)
I only wish we'd won
I ain't asked any pardon
For anything I've done.
I ain't asked any pardon
For anything I've done...
Wow, J.B.
There's only been one other time I've been mentioned by name in a song.
Happy birthday to you...
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