This thread falls off the front page much faster in here.
So there I was, walking down the street. I open carry my twin Glock 9's in a drop down holster, and wear body armor with some extra plates duct taped in for extra protection.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a horrendous ringing sound filled the air. The high pitched screaming started and the flood let out upon the street.
5 year olds! Everywhere! School let out. I wiped out my Twin Glock 9's and assumed a kneeling stance. I started firing but my 30 round magazines only hold so many rounds. After the smoke cleared and the ammo was out, I look down to see the slides locked back on both of my guns. I looked up, and saw the red shining behind their devil eyes.
The next part is a bit hazy, but the last thing I remember is the little girls laughing as they kicked me over and stripped me of my weapons. They ripped off the duct taped kevlar plates from my chest hair, and the last conscious glimpse was of a little pink sandel with a hello kitty picture on it heading for my face.
When I woke up, my weapons and body armor were gone. They had tied me to a lightpost with a couple jumpropes and had practiced their makeup skills on me. I looked down the street and their was only death and destruction. The five year old little girls had gone on a rampage.
A national guardsman eventually freed me from my predicament. He called me a fool. I could only nod and agree...
This is probably where this thread belonged since it was moved the first time. The CI&SD forum actually has serious topics and issues that people may need help with. The break room has a thread about Miley Cyrus twerking. So...
Though I do admit, it just doesn't feel as homey here.
Yeah, but eventually they will just lock it, right?This thread has been down and out before. But it keeps getting back up lie a champ. It just keeps coming back for more.