Jorge, you do know that none of us are being forced to read or post replies to Sticks posts about hunting or firearms.
Correct, but if you go back to my OP, it had nothing to do, nor was it addressed to that idiot, but his obsession forces him to post about everybody and unlike many here that don't see through his phony bullshit, some of us do and especially when addressed on one of his posts, I for one will not let if pass. As I've said many times, he is mostly on ignore, unless of course he responds (unsolicited) to one of my posts. And he was banned BTW, after one of his usual alcohol addled bigoted posts. '
Edited to add: I think he keeps asking when was the last time I was in the "real outdoors" (by his definition no doubt, so anything I post will not be deemed worthy I am sure), but maybe I'll keep him wondering until such time his pointy headed pinprick of a brain figures out the "search" function.
A good principle to guide me through life: “This is all I have come to expect, standard lackluster performance. Trust nothing, believe no one and realize it will only get worse…”
with all due respects to you ( and little to stumpy, very little) don't you think you are being a little hard on the cretin?
I mean, for a kid that was born with down's syndrome, then started heavily drinking at 10 and became a meth head at 13, he does a lot with those two brain cells he was born with...
Sure ya can't dress him up in a tux and take him out to dinner anywhere respectable...
but remember, where he lives, going out to dinner consists of Microwaving some Top Rahman, and going out to eat it in the outhouse, while you take a dump....
think of Schtick as a soccer ball... its hard for almost anyone not to be tempted to give it a kick or two...that is what soccer balls are for....
you're an accomplished guy with a very prestigious career serving your country...
Schtick's a guy who had to leave Oregon in a hurry, and took off to an isolated local in Alaska for a reason.. in fact the state is full of his types...
he's just one of the more colorful ones...thinking the more he pisses all over his own shoes, the taller man it will make him...
In fact I bet after he finishes compiling and typing a post he feels 4 feet high...
with all due respects to you ( and little to stumpy, very little) don't you think you are being a little hard on the cretin?
I mean, for a kid that was born with down's syndrome, then started heavily drinking at 10 and became a meth head at 13, he does a lot with those two brain cells he was born with...
Sure ya can't dress him up in a tux and take him out to dinner anywhere respectable...
but remember, where he lives, going out to dinner consists of Microwaving some Top Rahman, and going out to eat it in the outhouse, while you take a dump....
think of Schtick as a soccer ball... its hard for almost anyone not to be tempted to give it a kick or two...that is what soccer balls are for....
you're an accomplished guy with a very prestigious career serving your country...
Schtick's a guy who had to leave Oregon in a hurry, and took off to an isolated local in Alaska for a reason.. in fact the state is full of his types...
he's just one of the more colorful ones...thinking the more he pisses all over his own shoes, the taller man it will make him...
In fact I bet after he finishes compiling and typing a post he feels 4 feet high...
All of us have short (sorry Stick) comings, his started when his mother launched him into the toilet bowl of his life so his bitterness is an issue. I try to leave him alone, and NEVER mention him, unless of course he (as always) casts the first stone. More happy pictures:
A good principle to guide me through life: “This is all I have come to expect, standard lackluster performance. Trust nothing, believe no one and realize it will only get worse…”
ps, I have really lost respect for you now that you have left the 7-5 to 'flave in your will.
Flave hasnt even logged on in almost a month....theres still hope for you....but not mush after that comment.
And the Old jokes.....
You're mean.
No, mean is my number one daughter...I have had that damn new Hilux since Friday and put 40 kms on it, she only has a learners permit and has put 500 kms on the thing.
I went fishing yesterday, and caught some monster perch, and a whole bunch of snot rockets, I had a gun in my pocket when I fell through the rotted shore ice, that's as close as I could get to taking a picture of my gun under water with the fish I caught.
I will try harder in the future, I just don't have that hard charging down pat yet.
Geeezzzz guys, I just stopped by to see if the chtistik was getting the best of whom and I see it's the same fight. Try changing the channel and let's have more of Samo's fantastic photo's. You know how the old saying goes, "Arguing with a pig......". Ya gotta know by now this idiot doesn't have the brain power to change the channel so leave him to talk to himself. Anyway, see ya back upstairs.
I'd rather die in a BAD gunfight than a GOOD nursing home.
Here's the video to explain his quest for the elusive 1500 yard gong. He figures if he hits it just once, it might be an absolution to this 100 yard guffaw.