Matt.Cross

Welcome to the forums! Thanks for doing some homework, we're more than happy to fill whatever gaps we may have inadvertently left in the vast archives of knowledge and BS. I feel a great sense of closure in knowing where Waldo is now....

Ya know I love you brother!

Yes, you would stay and never leave, but we don't have to sweat that detail because you have more important less fun things to do, lucky bastard you.

If you'll quit dicking around and start coming to the shoots, you'll be savvy to this kind of information much quicker.

LMAO Good times!!!

"No means NO, Mike!"

Spoiler alert.

I got bored being the only one awake at 0600 and decided to build up the fire and nap until you geezers unlocked your joints and crawled out of bed. I'd contemplated an AR mag dump alarm for you all, but with an ex-cop, an ex-ranger, and an active duty asshole in camp, it seemed like a bad idea.

Alright you slack-jawed faggots, pull up a chair, crack open a cold beverage, and take in the awesomeness that was the 2017 Spring Shootfest. This story begins on Thursday night, after heading home from work, final checking my gear and luggage and a good shag to tide me over for the weekend. I set my alarm for 0400 and fall asleep at about 0100. Had an awful nightmare, dreamed I boarded the plane and as they are pushing away from the gate, Ron's gravelly voice comes over the intercom; "Ladies and gentlemen and those of you fucked up bastards who aren't sure of what you are, thank you for flying R-Squared Airlines. We're pushing back from the gate now and are waiting for approval for takeoff, should give me just enough time to open this MGD and have a cigarette before we get this beast rolling. In the meantime, sit back and relax to the soothing sounds of my Count Basie playlist, which we'll be enjoying for the remainder of this 4 hour flight. If you have any comments, issues, or concerns, please STFU and keep it to yourdamnself. Thank you again and on behalf of R-Squared Airlines, enjoy your flight!". My alarm blared, ripping me from the nightmare, shaking and in a cold sweat. I got up and made tracks for the airport. To be continued....

What can I say, I'm in great company....Mike.

Beat off lefty for a while, just to be safe.

I'm working on a write-up.....

Drive the roll pin out of your buffer, remove the rear plug from the buffer, and dump the guts out. Then reinstall the buffer into the buffer tube sans rear plug, allowing extra rearward travel. If the bolt locks to the rear then, you know your buffer is too long.

The Eagle has landed, I repeat, the Eagle has landed! Commence land operations phase!

Made the terminal @ 05:30, Op is progressing as planned. I am sooooo PUMPED! I hope ya'll are ready for the epic event that is about to take place!

Operation Desert Tempest is a go, I'm ingressing the CLT Airport.

Brother, you have earned permanent "hardcore" status with me, the milquetoast shoe won't fit the RonBot as far as I'm concerned.

We're pretty well behaved, bring the Princess out Saturday and we'll teach her long distance marksmanship for her birthday.

I am so freaking hyped and excited about this, it ain't even funny. I can't wait!

Fall is when the rest of you milquetoast bastards get permission to take your balls out of the closet and join the hardcore fellas.

Welcome from NC!

Bwahahahaha

Norton, Indian, Enfield.... I love vintage bikes!

Your secrets are safe with us. We'd never really allow you to ensnare yourself in any real trouble here.

Welcome from NC.