The AnarchAngel

Team Infidel

From out of the west, ride four fat bastards (and one skinny little bastard), stuffed with the flesh of the swine, craving the taste of the fermented (and distilled) barley; and with lust in our hearts, we set forth to right that which is wrong, and fight for truth, justice, and the gun-nut way (and to get a good larf in the process)... We are:


Work safe; unless you live in California, Massachusetts, New York, New Jersey, Hawaii, Washington D.C. or anywhere in Europe, North Africa, the Middle East, central Asia, southeast asia, and the pacific rim.

... or if you are anywhere near a muslim... yeah don't click these anywhere near a Muslim.

Of course a real man doesnt drink alcohol before or while shooting, especially in the desert. The old rule applies, "If you don't gotta piss, you gotta drink"... well after a few hours of that (and about a gallon or so of water)... let's jsut say

Of course that reminds me of that old saying:

Here we see the next martyr, preparing for everlasting paradise...

The aftermath was... disturbing...

And when the day was done, and the field carried, we retired for a fine repast of pork and hard liquor, as befits heroes such as ourselves.

Posted by cbyrne at June 9, 2005 11:45 PM | TrackBack