"Looks like a Retarded Monkey was Smoking Crack in the dark and punching flash holes with an ice pick."
As a customer, this is bad. As a taxpayer, though, I'm glad a few of them are now off welfare.
well I for one am glad Larry finally has a job
The government plans these shootings by targeting kids from kindergarten that the government thinks they can control with drugs until the appropriate time--DerbyDude
Whatever. Tell the oompa loompa's hey for me. [/quote]. LtPPowell
Is absolutely THE worst schit,I've ever fhuqking seen,shot or bought...though on the brightside,the owner is a MAGNIFICENTLY Whining Kchunt and a straight up CLUELESS Fhuqk.
1000 words and in extrapolation to it's fhuqking HILARIOUS "QC". Looks like a Retarded Monkey was Smoking Crack in the dark and punching flash holes with an ice pick. Nothing CLOSE to centered,round or concentric. Hint.
And you were even gentle enough to not mention all the burrs around the flash holes...............
LMFAO!!!! Talk about bad luck. It’s bad enough for Peterson Brass that some of their botched product made it through Quality Control but to then have it end up at Larry’s house. That’s a fate I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I’m betting things get tightened up after that mistake.
For the price that Peterson charges you would definitely expect not to get that kind of piss poor product. They are right there with Alpha and Lapua with prices. What’s in the picture looks like some rejects that were picked off the shop floor by the janitor and thrown into the “good to go “ bin by accident. First run or not that shouldn’t have made it out the door.
Maybe they should hire Larry for their QC work. I'm betting it wouldn't happen again....;)
You gotta admit, no one can put so much offensive language in one sentence and get his point across at the same time. I'm betting it got their attention in a hurry! LOL
Bob
Never underestimate your ability to overestimate your ability.
About 10 years ago a former coworker sent out some sub par workmanship to a customer. He happened to be out sick the day the customer came calling to "discuss" the quality of the work. I got a dressing down the likes of which I hadn't been on the receiving end of since my days in the Marines. I sat there and took it even though I wasn't responsible because the customer was correct, the workmanship was abysmal. This letter brought a smile to my face.