Firestarter

9 semiautomatic handguns (4x .50, 2x 10mm, 1x .45, 3x .357, 1x .22), 2 rifles (1x Browning 10ga, 1x Barrett M468), and a cute li'l revolver (.22) with an etched mother-of-pearl grip. 2 fully automatic handguns with expanded magazines and laser sights (2x .50), my babies. 3x bokken, 1x daikatana, 5x epees, 4x main gauches, 1x crescent blade, 1x gladius-style 5x kama, 4x nunchucks, 4x staffs, various sizes Spikes, stars, knives, and other stuff, I forget. They're more for fun anyway. Those are the highlights.

If for nothing else, the goddamn environmentalists really ought to be strung up by the neck for their genocide by malaria. Fucking scumbags.

Bwahahaha! You kids really have no clue. But please feel free to continue "raging against the machine" or whatever it is you do. Man, I'm getting tired of agreeing with Y2J.

"Groom?!" How about "crackhead punk" and "drug dealer." Fuck him.

isn't louisiana at least as muggy as georgia in the summer? Dunno about Louisiana in general. I was just south of Baton Rouge. It was pleasant year-round. True. I beg to differ.

I'll agree that the Pacific northwest is pretty awesome. I also love Texas, Louisiana, southern Virginia, Iowa, and rural Wisconsin. Georgia is WAY too muggy for me, though. Those Battle of Atlanta tournaments were almost unendurable.

Wow, I'm totally with Ripper on this one. And I thought Jingus made some good points too. Though I suppose that's not surprising, since I'm a Virginia girl and I spent a lot of my childhood in Louisiana. PS. Y'know the real reason why we Southerners are less racist than you Yankees? Because down here we actually have to live with black people. As MikeSC once noted, in someplace like NJ, you can take an hour-long stroll down the boardwalk without ever seeing a black person. Here, you can't. Being a racist is pretty much the fast lane into irrelevancy.

This is the part which amused me.

What delights me is the surreal transformation of my brave little Hillary - Hillary! - from a droning, scripted, calculating ice queen into the scrappy, feisty underdog in the race. The sheer brazen gall, the chutzpah, is incredible. She's absolutely shameless. Not only does she throw the kitchen sink at B.O. Hussein - she actually tells him in advance that she's going to do it. Cornered like a rat in a trap, she's ripping at him viciously and her claws are drawing blood. It's wonderful to watch. This is the girl I want on my side in a fight. Meanwhile B.O. Hussein's pious heavenward gaze has been forced back to earth because Hillary's chewing his ankles off and she's halfway through the bone. He now looks like the frustrated princeling that he is instead of the secular saint, delivering redemption to the unwashed and unworthy masses, that he wanted to be. (Remember his wife saying that we should consider ourselves lucky that he has deigned to offer to lead us?) He wants "bitter," he should take a look in the mirror sometime. These days his expression is simply screaming "WHY WON'T SHE JUST STAY DOWN?!" I would never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, but you liberals managed to find someone who reeks even more of entitlement and condescension than the Clintons. So now I find myself rooting for Hillary, and the mercury in Hell's thermostat has frozen. The Devil's gonna be pissed. * * * Addendum: this is what I'm talking about. Preach it, sister. As Jim Geraghty said to B.O. Hussein:

I'm back. <hefts axe>

<gets back from... like, stuff> Agent, I don't hold what you said against you. And I'm over what all of you said about the lady. I didn't like it at the time but I got over it, because it slowly seeped through my skull that you were all just talking trash about someone not one of you knew. Once more, for the record: She never forced me to do anything I didn't want to. She never asked me to do anything I didn't want to. Never tried to cajole me. Just made herself available to me. And yes, paid my maid a substantial amount of money to look the other way while she took me to her penthouse. She treated me with honor, love, and respect. That's not child abuse. That's not coercion. That's just love. I'd agree with the conventional perspective if it were anyone else who had experienced that. My first reaction would be to string up the adult. But the point is that it wasn't anyone else... and I knew what I was doing. I have no regrets. Negative consequences: zero. Positive consequences: lots. Harm to anyone who didn't deserve it: zero. Four courts reviewed the case on over 50 counts. Not one convicted my first lover of anything. End of story.

I have no doubt that I shall. Please do. It might amuse me for all of 2 seconds, and as we all know, I enjoy throwing you niggers into federal prisons because I'm a racist bitch. Or something. Funny how you lot commit almost 60% of the homicides while being barely 12% of the population...

Thank you.

Aristophanes was a playwright.

H'm. Loving someone who did nothing but treated me well, coddled me, pampered me, and taught me joy is "pretty fucked up?" All right. In that case I admit that I am "pretty fucked up." Do you have anything more important to say? I'm not asking anyone to NOT judge me. You can all judge me however you please. But the FACT of the matter is that I am not and never have been a "whore," that the lady who took my virginity did not need her money to buy my body because I went to her willingly, and that I was not taken advantage of, abused, or otherwise mistreated in any way. Is that really so difficult to accept?

You do not matter to me. Were you someone I knew, I would address your concerns no matter what they were, as I do with Eric, IDRM, Jobber, and Y2J. Since you are not, I will only acknowledge your existence on the rare occasions when you manage to make a point which I would have wished to address in any case.

No. I may have personal distaste for displays of male-on-male affection but if it's true love, or even if it's not, it's none of my business. And I've never said that it is. I just said that I, personally, find it disgusting. But that's irrelevant because we're not supposed to base our laws on personal opinions.

Of course, the pertinent point is that you weren't there.

You'll find no argument here.

"Smug acceptance?" Of what I "perceived" the "incident" to be? Let's make things clear... Annie was not the one involved in the "incident." And given my lover's tastes it is highly unlikely that he would have been chosen in any case. I was the one who actually did experience this "incident." I have no regrets. I do not consider myself a whore, I did not barter my body for material wealth, and I wholeheartedly embraced my first lover, who was gentle, kind, considerate, loving, and tender. Does that make me "smug?" No. But I am grateful. And wistful... and the only reason that I sometimes wish it had happened when I'd been older is because then I might have had a chance to get her to keep me by her side.

I don't know who you are and I don't really care enough to expend much effort in trying to find out. So you might as well tell me.

You can never be a mother because you are a male.

<eyes glazing over>

I'd say you should feel "dirty" simply because of who you are, but as it happens I do not, in fact, know who you are.