My guns are empty, the slides are locked back, smoke, dust and gunpowder fill the air.
I have fought my aggressor with all my will and now kneel before them, waiting for
the final....
moment....
to be blown....
away...........
If I needed to picture my demise...this is how I envision it..... staring death in the face,
close up............
and if it's going to involve a camel... at least I'll be looking at his toe...........
(you know where this is going don't you?)
a H/T to a blogger who will remain anonymous :)
I need a cold shower
This is ripe (heh) for a caption contest.
ReplyDelete"Read my lips... Drop the gun."
TBG
Christmas present for my wife.
ReplyDeleteShe will insist that the guns come with.
(Those are crappy holsters and I think the thigh straps are faked.)
@ North... I'll have to back and take a look..... ;P
ReplyDeleteOn another read "Christmas present for my wife." could be read as the girl as easily as the outfit.
ReplyDeleteI'll be in my bunk.
Err, "Wolverines!!!"?
ReplyDeleteThanks you guys for cracking me up!!LMAO
ReplyDeleteShe needs a better belt for those pistols.
ReplyDelete-cant' come up with a caption to save my life, cuz I can't stop staring at that pic.
ReplyDeleteGuns...want like burning. And since I have the Lara Croft holster already, WINNING!!!
ReplyDeleteLove it!:)
ReplyDeleteI think I know her.....
ReplyDeleteKell... then you are a lucky man!
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