Where a Hispanic Catholic, and a Computer Geek write about Gun Rights, Self Defense and whatever else we can think about.
Pistol got to ring some steels, a rifle got zeroed and a nice meal was cooked and shared among friends.
I am ready to hit the sack and begin the week with a renewed groan.
What? you thought I was going to be prancing with a sunny attitude and a song in my lips? HA!
Oh yes, these suckers were that close and lucky I don’t eat anything it has/had feathers.
Semi-retired like Vito Corleone before the heart attack. Consiglieri to J.Kb and AWA. I lived in a Gun Control Paradise: It sucked and got people killed. I do believe that Freedom scares the political elites.
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Huh. I didn’t know you don’t eat dinosaurs. Just curious … Any particular reason?
My dad decided to have a chicken coop when I was a kid because he felt we could get cheap protein. I ended up being the one taking care of the darn things (+100 units at one time) and we had to eat chicken way too many times a week. I just got sick of the darn feathered things and that extended to all.
Still will eat eggs like nobody’s business.
Brave (or stupid) turkeys this close to Thanksgiving.
No pollo? 8>)
Oh man those feathered dinosaurs make me feel at home. Were they talkative at all?
Watching critters is certainly one of the great joys in life.