Showing posts with label zombies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label zombies. Show all posts

Friday, March 25, 2016

Don't Try This At Home

This is what happened when a pillar of society smoked crack through his trach tube. Not my patient, not my circus, not my monkeys. Thank goodness.

Un-frickin'-believable.



Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Protection From The Zombie Apocalypse...Rippers

My favorite ammo store is getting some of these babies in stock next week. I'm thinking about buying a box for my S&W 380, and keeping one magazine loaded with these ugly looking brutes. Is this a good idea, or should I stick with 102 grain hollow points?



DWT and aridog (or anyone else), do you guys have an opinion on this? Have you experimented with these rounds?  My 380 is a secondary home defense weapon behind a shotgun. I hope like hell I never have to blast a zombie, but if I do I want the intruder to stay down.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Who Is Steering The Ship?

Can't somebody shut her up? Ms. McCollaborator Jr. shines a glaring spotlight on the disconnect between the political class and the rest of us with more verbal diarrhea:
“I don’t espouse myself to be the voice of young Republicans at all. I never have and people sometimes want to say I go around saying I’m the voice of young Republicans. That’s not true. I’m a voice and if you like that voice, great. And if you don’t, fine.” What she wants to do is remind people that there are plenty of Republicans away from the fringes.
“We’re not all crazy rednecks,” she said, although she thinks the party needs a reality check.
 “I’m just frustrated that nobody seems to be listening to reason. You don’t have to listen to me. People within the Republican Party don’t have to listen to me. But, at some point, they will have to listen to facts, to trends in this country. We’re losing young voters, women voters and minority voters. … I just think it’s a recipe for failure. … The extreme right wing of the party is still running everything.”
Who are you calling a "crazy redneck"? Someone who works for a living instead of putting on a sparkly princess crown every morning and slurping at the public trough like a pig? 

Newsflash for you, McCain: if the eeevil "rednecks" were truly running everything, you'd be back home flipping burgers at the local Tasty Freeze. People in the political class may care what you think; this "crazy redneck" does not.

What do you all think? Is McCain the Younger part of the problem, or part of the solution?

H/T: Zip


Wednesday, August 7, 2013

The Fat Police

Americans are fat. Obese. Tubby. Jiggly. Out of shape and out of breath. Artery-clogged and diabetic. Hypertensive. Protuberant. Rotund.

But don't worry, the Obama regime is here to help you by organizing fat patrols in YOUR neighborhood. Thoughtful medical academics, firmly ensconced behind their mahogany desks and their padded pay envelopes (in a galaxy far, far away from actual reality) have sharpened their pencils and scribbled out 83 ways to leave your lover ways to wage the battle of the bulge.

If this doesn't give you a shiver of apprehension, you may need to check your pulse. 

In a sane, fiscally-responsible world, the government would not hand out faux-debit cards for "poor" people to buy all those chips and sodas. Give them a food box every week with staples. Oatmeal. Beans. Fruits and veggies. Truly poor folks will be grateful for the assistance, and who gives a rat's behind about the rest.

Of course, the Unicorns & Rainbows Brigade can't do that. Their voting pool of sponge-brained moochers will riot if any of their goodies are taken away. By taking the insidious "non-compliance= no health care" approach, the zombies won't know what hit them until they're dead as a doornail.