To quote Clarence Boddicker in Robocop, "Oooooo, guns, guns, GUNS!": yes, I bought guns!
Sadly not real guns since they're illegal (and therefore somewhat pointless in my home shores), but they're guns all the same. I bought a black replica Smith & Wesson M4505 (hop-up airsoft) and a Westlake B2 22 rifle (with a 4x20 scope). All of these "low-grade" weapons become illegal on October 1st in the UK, so I thought I'd start stocking up, what the forthcoming apocalypse and all.
I believe that law dictates that I must name my rifle with a girls' name, and like all good rifles, putters, and car mechanincs from Neighbours before me, I'm considering Charlene. Any better ideas, let me know.
I'm swanning around my house feeling like I'm Antonio Banderas in Desperado with his guitar case full of weaponry, but just not as sexily and with not as many guns. So nothing like it really, but a man can dream... Before you know it I'll be spending all day sat on the sofa, curtains closed, parked in front of the TV in my dirty whites, Union Jack emblazoned proudly on the wall behind me, watching Ricki and Oprah and Jerry and Jeremy Kyle whilst rubbing my rifle over-protectively and complaining about "this once great nation of ours".
Goddamnit, yeah. |m| >=) hahaha
Sadly not real guns since they're illegal (and therefore somewhat pointless in my home shores), but they're guns all the same. I bought a black replica Smith & Wesson M4505 (hop-up airsoft) and a Westlake B2 22 rifle (with a 4x20 scope). All of these "low-grade" weapons become illegal on October 1st in the UK, so I thought I'd start stocking up, what the forthcoming apocalypse and all.
I believe that law dictates that I must name my rifle with a girls' name, and like all good rifles, putters, and car mechanincs from Neighbours before me, I'm considering Charlene. Any better ideas, let me know.
I'm swanning around my house feeling like I'm Antonio Banderas in Desperado with his guitar case full of weaponry, but just not as sexily and with not as many guns. So nothing like it really, but a man can dream... Before you know it I'll be spending all day sat on the sofa, curtains closed, parked in front of the TV in my dirty whites, Union Jack emblazoned proudly on the wall behind me, watching Ricki and Oprah and Jerry and Jeremy Kyle whilst rubbing my rifle over-protectively and complaining about "this once great nation of ours".
Goddamnit, yeah. |m| >=) hahaha