Sacre bleu! Votre Allamagne est un trop de rubbish, nest pas?
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At last Google Adsense catches up with us!
Today's ad is for BRAIN TRAINING!
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Not only that.
We're depriving the rest of humankind still to come - well, the boys anyway - the amazing discovery of what happens to a CRT when a .22 bullet hits it.
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Etes-vous Francais? Votre parlezing, c'est tres bien.
Boy, does that bring memories as well.
Bastardising French and English was an immediate caning 40 years ago.
Ah, what a thread. Nostalgia, bad French and cold ale. Can't be many better combos than that!
It is amusing to see what types of advertisments will appear. As of this moment I am getting "American Public University" adds. How do you suppose the powers that be working behind the curtains associated higher education with this thread?
I was a bit nervous holding the vacuum tubes over the concrete slab in my garage.
I would feel a bit more at ease with a .22 at 3,000 meters.
Ok...maybe 30 meters.
Gilliatt
Some of them read it!
Guns is an excellent choice of topic.
Duckshooting season started last weekend. I'm not likely to have a go this year - or ever again, going by my kids' attitude to ducks - but I love the sound of gunfire.
As well as the taste of duck a l'orange!
I shall be taking down my Webley and Scott to have a rabbit lessening session very soon.
That's a strange thing - when I'm drunk I'm convinced that my English, German, French, Esperanto, Russian, Finnish, Italian, Spanish, Latin and Icelandic are all perfect, despite the fact that I've never studied some of them more than a few hours, but then again...
You know, when Crookes came up with the Crookes tube, which is the forefather of the vacuum tube, he thought that it had that nice fluorescence due to spirits doing something with it. Looking at all the quantum mysticism one hears nowadays it seems that humans tend to stay rather the same.
Now rabbit shooting is a great sport, and one which I insist on still doing - rabbits are noxious pests.
I'm hoping to go to the great Easter bunny shoot next year.
http://www.odt.co.nz/your-town/alexa...ter-bunny-hunt
I came back early from work and now I'm drunk. Blame it on Pessoa and his depressing book. Je suis fou! Who's talking about guns here? Please no .22! Let's go to the range with 30-06, alright? No bunnies, no bunnies! Inanimate targets are more than enough, though I have killed some vermin in my darker years.
@Tal, a woman awoke from coma and started talking in Chinese. I think you're onto something.
@everyone: appreciate the Greek riot-dog: http://www.thisblogrules.com/2010/03...or-years.html/
He's a darling!
Hell, this could get to be a tradition - the last bastion of the internet; somewhere to post while drunk!
There gets a stage where a stale old target just doesn't work. In fact, the weapon I most crave live targets for is my bow. Hitting a target just doesn't mean anything. I'd rather miss a pheasant by an inch than hit ten bulls in a row.
Classic!
Yeah, Tal was sort of an inspiration. <belches> Ouch!
:lol: Oh, c'mon Atheist! I wanted to shoot some, but couldn't bring myself to it. That godawful kid next my door deserved it more than them bunnies and I still somehow managed to keep myself cool, calm and contended. Though the idea of hitting pheasants with a 30-06 is great, I'd say, except that I wouldn't want to be tazed. Eh!
Love that anarchist dawg, eh? I would adopt him!
It's nice to see non-humans geting in on the political front. We'll be getting turkey demos in November next.
Now I’m really beginning to feel at home.
From vacuum tubes to guns, where else but on this thread.
Aye, there’s nothing sweeter ‘an the sound of a well oiled bolt action, the clinking of spent brass and shot glasses, the adrenalin rush anticipating the blast and recoil topped off with the aroma of gunpowder…and its just now 9:00 am!
In addition to his collection of vacuum tubes, my father collected quite a few firearms mostly through war surplus stock. (It’s a Texas thing)
After my parents passing, we went through the difficult task of dividing up the hoarded wealth of “stuff”, a common trait among Depression era folks.
I ended up with two wonderful rifles from the WW II period. One is a Springfield (design) O3A3. This is the five shot bolt action 30.06 which served us well until enough M1 Garand’s could be produced and supplied.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJCCH...eature=related
The interesting thing about my particular gun is that it was actually manufactured by Smith Corona (the typewriter company) in October 1943. Springfield could not keep up with the demand, so they contracted with companies who were tooled similarly to a gun manufacturer.
The other gun is a Winchester .30 caliber carbine. The “M1 Carbine”. This gun is a lot of fun to shoot and it doesn’t knock you down like the O3A3.
Sorry for the history lesson, but these guns hold great sentimental value.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_vxZ...eature=related
No hunting here, but I do shoot them whenever we visit my sister. We have been known to get pretty creative with our targets though. Do you ever get frustrated with a computer?...he, he, he
Prendrelemick,
That Webley and Scott is a work of art:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wVjdKjBcxTA
Is this what you mean by rabbit lessening?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDxvc-BuS5A
Gilliatt
man Greece is so far ahead of us in the states that even their dogs have the right idea, our movement sucks so bad compared to them lol.
and if my dog was an anarchist she would be a m a z i n g. its already cool enough that she knows how to wink and flip her head to greet me. give her my social/political veiws and hell, next thing you know she gets promoted to being "human" and turned into a kangaroo to help me over throw the water factory and their slave trade lol ( tank girl ).
This hard drinking seems to be good for the posting ratio as well!
I'll get Parker to water the water with some gin. A ratio of 5 gin : 1 water should be about right.
Well just wait 'til strip poker night; after a few laggers and a few sad irish songs about our dear mothers; we will figure out the true shade of things...
Barins, close your ears, Daddy's not himself...
Do you all remember the shoulder dislocations after shooting those old german jobs....
Ha!
I have a great story about dislocating shoulders and guns.
30 years ago, a friend and I used to load our own shotgun shells. We loaded up some half-charge shells and showed some town n00bs how you hold the gun a couple of inches from the shoulder to aid accuracy when firing.
The first poor sap that tried it with a full charge got knocked off his feet!
Didn't quite manage to dislocate his shoulder, but it was blue for a month afterwards.
The best thing about this trick is that the victim is in no state to beat the crap out of you while you fall over in hysterics.
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Ah the fun of pain. Didn't we talk about that a while ago.
Anyway - not that I want to put you chaps off the thread or anything - do your spouses suffer from your snoring? Try the link below for a sure fire remedy. :lol:
http://www.britishsnoring.co.uk/shop...f8459dc7c0#vid
Fond memories, Gilliatt. Your dad was into collecting the old german guns too? My dad was like a child with a lollie; he had 4 or 5 boxes of dismantled somethings...I think the idea was to get all the serial numbers to match wasn't it? He had something he called...I think...a german mouser or something like that; the bullet was the size of a finger and firing it blew out your eardrum...
Oh, how I remember the old days with me dad; shooting at old cars in the brush...coming home with chigger bites...
So does that really work; I thought you were supposed to keep the gun cradled between the shoulder and the breast bone?
That fellow must have hurt...
Yeah, I don't know if our spouses snore more when they get older or we just don't think it's as cute after a few years of marriage...
When I go to sleep, everyone closes their doors...they claim my snoring wakes the whole house up...
That is cruel.
Makes me think of the days we would sneak up behing an unsuspecting sap on a freezing day and slap their earlobes with a popsickle stick.
Not particularly. The only true German gun he owned was a 9mm Luger pistol, he acquired the during the war. He did in fact own a Mauser, which is a German design, but his particular gun was the Swedish variant. My brother has the Mauser and it will hurt the ears, though we wear ear protection when we shoot.
Gilliatt
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After a weekend at ours, we sent my industrial chemist friend away with bruised ribs, bruised cheek bone, partial deafness and a dead right shoulder - the result of a couple of hours clay pigeon shooting. Then on the way out down our track he tore the exhaust off his Volvo.
Gilliatt: My Webley and Scott is not quite like that one, it cost me 8 pounds more years ago than I care to count.
I never had the joy of the cold popsicle; in Florida, at any time of the year; the idea is to eat it before your hands are a sticky mess.
We never wore ear protection; Dad was more hillbilly (without the hills) than gunman: Belts were for beating and ear wax was the only ear protection you had.
I think there was some contest, though, with some of the old WWII weapons, get all of the serial numbers right and you became a rich man. He put the mauser together; his wasn't quite accurate (though I hear they should be) but it would blow half of the target away.
RAts tail towels...dare I ask?
I'll bet he got teased at work the next week; did he ever come back to visit?
Here you go.
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I remember them with.. well not affection I can asssure you.
I didn't like the cold air ear flicking, the blasted football on bare thigh, the deadleg or the nipple twist. I must say the worst though was the flat handed slap in the middle of the bare back.
Imtense...
Oh yeah, backslapping.
Any kid stupid enough to admit to having sunburn was in for a painful day.
That's right.
They'd never allow that in prison!
Actually, that's bloody true!
Apart from the homosexual rape, prison's a doddle.
I have a friend whose brother is almost through a seven year stretch. I got a Facebook friend request from him yesterday. Aside from a computer, he has a single unit with an ensuite bathroom attached.
Better than most hospitals, never mind schools.
Neither Blonde, Nor Female
It seems like no-one opened up this link, or perhaps..... its the normal way of doing things for men!. lol.
Very funny.
I recall seeing a picture of this scene from a different angle that shows all of bollards surrounding the van.
That must have been quite embarrassing.
I had a look - saw it years ago.
It's interesting because it says a lot about human perception - people have different responses to it.
My first response was not getting it all until someone explained to me that the men had trapped their van inside the barriers, which made it funny. I went on to explain why I hadn't thought of that.
It looked obvious to me that the front left pole was a removable one. I'm looking at a pic of some very tidy workmen who have just installed a row of bollards. Where's Teh Funny?
If you look at the foundations for the bollards, all but the front left one have a foundation on a single tile, while the that one is mounted on a plate.
The water sprayed is another clue - around all the other bollards, there is only a small amount of water used because the workers have only needed to drill one hole to place a bollard, while the footplate has required digging.
They pack their van, unclip the bollard, drive off and have done an excellent job - professionals at work.
Another dead giveaway is taking in the context of the pic.
The building on the corner is clearly susceptible to vehicle damage, so bollards are going to be helluva handy. Along with that, it's clearly a congested area, so any bollard would need to be wide enough to admit things wider than a twin-pram, say, which is about the width available - call it 4 feet, or 1.2m. Because a delivery truck won't be able to park on the road on the corner, retaining access by way of removable bollard would not only be sensible, but essential.
Perceptions are wonderful things.
God, that could be painful in the shower; I hope there's a rule book that says what's off limits
Yeah, I'm totally against ear licks, flicks, nipple flicks, twists and driving ....
The verdict is still out on the prison rape; all the guys I've met claim that there are so many guys paying for sex that no one gets raped anymore. Have you heard that the toilet also doubles as a coffee maker and moonshine maker?
Sorry dizzy, I need a big sign over the links that tell me they are links...:dupe:
See, now all of the fellows realized it was a link. They say a womans IQ goes down during childbirth...mine was 35 years ago; I wonder if it came back yet:goof:
Okay, now I get it:ladysman:
That's it! Call in the climatologists, I'm laying a complaint.
It looks like winter's finally arriving in Auckland, it bloody rained yesterday.
Any more of this and the farmers will stop moaning.
The temperature seems lovely; but it's definitely wet, I'll give you that. I think you get even more humidity than florida. Looks like it might me sunny on Thursday for you. It's cloudy, alittle less hot around here; but I'd still rather laze in front of the computer with the blinds closed.
I was working with two old ladies yesterday; they said they were "sisters"... you know; I know guys like to think of women together when they're young; but god...I just can't think of that kind of action when they're in their 70's
Yeah, nice day today.
We're done with the rain again for a week or so, but yes, we do get a bit of humidity. It's only a problem in February as most of the time it's not hot enough to bug you. Virtually nobody here have AC in their homes.
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Many an old tune and all that.
Nice healthy lifestyle, low/zero rate of cervical cancer, lower risk of breast cancer, they'll probably live to 100!