And the scope that is in it is likely to stay, but is it my favorite? I cannot yet say.
My bushy, my leupy, my weav, or another? My burr or my trij, my 'tex, or your mother?
Horus 591 or H59, illuminated or no, enough power to shine?
Paralax adjusts down to 50 or 20 or 10, fully coated or...
But for now, I must break, as I'm dying of thirst. Long enough to chug some suds, and contemplate my worth.
But fear not friends, I shall soon duely return, either to grab my own trophy or to grab my own urn.
That not decided, I'll load up some rounds like a chore, from development I did with...
I can deal with the solitude you see, but not wanting to shoot, I'll never understand.
I look forward to when they may soon get off work. They may call me "the man" but likely a "jerk".
But whatever they call me won't be fetched far, so I'll bear it in earnest of they'll meet me tomorr...
Or is it possible that this sect of AK guys doesn't exist? Or have they all scheduled mani-pedis while this challenge persists?
Perhaps they don't answer on Fridays in Jan, or maybe they're all injured with casts on their hands...
It could be from cooking turkey, or maybe fried spam, or maybe...
So come one and come all, my challenge exclaimed, I called them by their trade, as opposed to their names...
Yet deaf ears are upon that which the challenge fell on, like a man playing chess alone, yet all the pawns are gone.
It's a day as no other, the record will reflect, for no AK marksman has yet had my respect.
Not that I'm Kyle, the Baron, Ax, but this benefit shoot will likely pad my weak stacks.
As Friday wore on, now the hour of two, no AK parade announced plans to rendezvous...
But they're working and sleeping and busy today, the day the famed AK challenge was made...
My Uncle says that I can have an MP5 too, once I stop chasing women...
My response: I've been married 14 years.
His response: you mighta caught one, but you're still paying for "it".
My response: eh hehm.
My response: but...
His response: can you go buy one even with the money?
My response...