Raider Nation Fisher

Naw your thinking Prada. That's that crappie my wife likes to wear.

Hurtful!

Yeah excessive speed in a minivan is lame. There is no way to look cool while doing it. Same with a station wagon.

I also killed a opossum an hour ago. Shot that furry ****er right out of its tree. My feist finally treed that stupid critter.

I feel like I am being discriminated against by the Italians. Simply for the crime of having large feet. How is it that hard to offer shoes in a US15 and whatever the European equivalent is? First Gucci claims they can't make a shoe in that size. Then Versace (whom I might add makes EXTREMELY comfortable under wear) tells me the same thing! This is an outrage! How am I supposed to be a ubër stylish electrician if they won't make me a pair of shoes! I'm fairly certain Armani doesn't make them either. What a bunch of fooey. First fur trench coats and feather hats aren't tax deductible as work expenses. Now the dang Italians descriminate against my large feet. Next the Russians are gonna tell me their most comfortable fur hats only come in size small. Grrrrrrrrrr! I honestly crack myself up.

The touring is exactly the one she wants. Said it has the cool looking rear windows. An onboard vacuum and built in DVD players. I don't know if I can go from leather and Wilkerson to that. Does the Touring edition compare to a Denali package?

My wife has just uttered my most feared comment. I have dreaded this for years. The shear terror has haunted my dreams since we got married. Its so horrific and horrible. She wants a mini van! A Honda Odyssey is her exact van of choice. The top end sporty minivan. Assuming sporty and minivan can go in the same sentence together. She said its a SAV Suburban Assault Vehicle. Or a MMCC Mom Mobile Command Center. Any of you dads got any thing good to say about these vehicles?

Being 6'2" means I have big pockets. I can fit a laptop in my pockets!

Oh, they are quite nice. Very pleasant to shoot. Mount a 100 or 75 round drum on it and its all good. I think its time for you to move your gun loving Yankee butt out of that oppressive state. We will make an exception and allow you into the state of Alabama. Just don't tell the other Yankees hoe nice it is down here.

Had me in Birmingham Al. Montgomery Al., and good Ol' Jackson Mississippi. Purty much pegged me as living down heya.

My family has definitely been a huge blessing in my life

Thanks yall. Its been a rough year this year. Seems like everything just hit at once, and set in today. My uncle was a large part of what got me through my grandpops passing. We got real close when my Pop got sick. At the end my uncle started getting more and more tired (at the time we didn't know why). So I ended up having to take on more responsibility in helping my Pop. It was the single hardest thing I have ever done. He looked like a skeleton when he finally passed. Seeing him that way hurt so much. He didn't even know who I was at the end. This was the man that I saw 3 or 4 times a week from the time I was a year old. Two months later my uncle was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. He made it almost a year. He got real sick and was gone in a week. I've been so preoccupied with all that's going on in life. I haven't even had time to stop and think about it until today. I'm glad they aren't hurting anymore, but I still wish I could see them again. If nothing else just to be ablr to tell my uncle how much I love him. And be able to say goodbye

Normally I don't get depressed and aint sure I am. I've been told on three separate occasions I'm too arrogant and conceited to get depressed. Anyway. This is our first Christmas since my uncle passed away this summer, and our second since my pop passed away. I really miss both of them right now. Its weird not having them hear any more. Especially cause it was their favorite holiday. Oh well. I'm sure things will be brighter tomorrow.

Not unless they make rc battleships. What better way to keep the riff raff away while im fishing.

Bah hum bug.

Bah hum bug.

He claims he has been too busy and broke to shoot it. Hell his last S&W that he swore up and down was 1000 times better than any Glock ever made, would eject the casings straight back into your face if you tried to rapid fire it. This fool even tried to show me videos and articles claiming it was better. He gave it to his wife and it popped two casings straight up and down the front of her shirt. I was rolling on the ground when that happened. Ain't seen the Governor yet. I'm gonna pull it up in a bit.

Yes and yes. He ain't only a yuppie he's a know it all yuppie.

ROFLMFAO!!!!!!

I had a similar situation a few years back. The pay was good for what we did. My coworkers were great. The hours were rotten, but I have always worked strange hours. The boss was nice, but was ignorant as far as safety and most non-sign or anything past basic lighting work. My coworkers are the only reason I stayed as long as I did. It completely destroyed my finances, but I enjoyed the people a lot. I still keep up with most all of them too. Including my old boss. Im tooting my horn now. I was one of the top two electricians that worked there. I made more money for the company than any other employee, and worked any job needed. Including the crappy middle of the night in the pooring freezing rain jobs.

That's what I told him.

My son the anti-philosopher, just stumped me on an old quote. Boy hurt his leg Me. Its ok boy just remember what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Boy. But dad!?! What if it does kill me? I have no clur how to answer that.

Ever had a day when nothing goes right? We went to the range to sight my new .308 in today, as well as my BILs 3030. We end up getting lost trying to find the range. An hour and a half later we find it. We get there and I forgot they don't have rifle rest and mine is at home. I figure I came this far I'm hell bent on shooting this rifle so we will just wing it and finish the job next time. About that time we realize the spotting scope is in another bag from our previous pig trip and sitting at home. Then we realize that my BIL left his 3030 ammo at home. Well we have come this far so we decide to make do. I haven't bought my bipod yet so that nixes that method. I can't go prone on the wet case littered concrete because its a no no when the range is packed out. I end up using a card board box folded up as a rifle rest on the shooting table. I can't get comfortable and get my rifle positioned right, but figure what the hell. Thanks to my jacked up positioning. As well as the way I hold my rifle the butt was pressed tight to my arm. Dang thing kicked the crap out of me. I spend the better part of fifteen minutes adjusting, and find a decent position. Boom boom boom. All three rounds go down range and hit within a half inch of eachother 8 inches high and 9 wide to the right. By the end we had them within 3 inches of the bullseye. Not bad for winging it. Now for the funny part. My BIL is finally getting to shoot his S&W M&P 9mm. He has bragged about this gun since he bought it 7 months ago. Locked and loaded the first two rounds eject straight up in the air. The next 7 stove pipe! He blames the cheap ammo for this. Then we load my glock and it shot flawlessly 2 to the head 31 in center mass. This repeats the next 30 rounds through his S&W. He is mad as a wet cat over this. He finally strips the gun oils everything and tries again. It ain't stove pipe another round, and also shot extremely well. It was definitely a fun day.

You need to try a horsebow with a thumb ring. Its archery backwards. I'm telling you its a pain to figure out. However once it clicks its awesome. I agree with going traditional. Stalking is way more fun then tree stand hunting.

My wife and I laughed our butts off at that post! It really did brighten my day.