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[dire wolf]

How bout a creedmore 6.5 and go 1000 meters

 

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the short version
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you ran out, early, yes?
you used me.
this will never happen, again.
that's twice, you've burned me.
you are an addict.
you know how i feel about that.

I'm going out, around the corner, for two drinks. you are welcome, as always. no? bye.

i left to keep my cool... bout two hours n yup- 2 beers.

and i get to tell... no one.
i will not stain the family.
i will not schmear egg on my own face, more than is already, covering me. I'm so disappointed and saddened, by this.
yes... i have taken 1... beyond my script, from time to time... say, if we took the pwc out, or the quads. typically, i took half my script n stockpiled for my worst days and pharmacies which dicked me around for up to 13 days, beyond my script's ending/reup. some days are worse than others on that poison. i get it... the squeaky wheel, getz greased. there is a right way and a wrong way. it ain't the first time and as it never occurred to me i lived with a junkie, at the time... pffft... yes, i had locked em up... we're talkin yrs of rat holing because i always knew there'd come a day. the mass hysteria that opioids have become, had been in the wind, for years... and i know people.
she found the key. between bottles n bottles of deadly heart pillz, opioids n other b.s.... i never thought i needed to inventory... until one day... i did. omg that's right...
i
had
blamed
my
teenage
son...
before
g....
she literally lied, til i was in a heated, seething, accusatory convo, with my own son. now, i remember. she must've taken double, or triple a 600mg-ish, equivalent, for months... and i mean, many months. there was no shortage, of dangerous, bottles to make me question what was happening.
in the entire decade plus, since her cancer n stuffs... not once, haz she stockpiled beyond one pill, she didn't take within that same month...
I've heard everything you imagine as to y not and know from experience, "but i..."...
yeah... i been on the same shyt... seen her run herself out, early n know what she's capable of. y on earth would one take even 6, so early, as to end probably more than just this month, up to a week, early... and then, withdrawal, monthly, for however many days. there's a right n wrong way. u go to the e.r., if it's really so bad. they do r don't hook u up and u inform ur pain mgr to get fucked n help a brotha out. I'm sooo disappointed. only those of u who have experienced, addiction, comprehend me, in this moment.
yes... i am considering, saying goodbye to this woman. however... let us see what squirt does, now that 1. was me lying to me.
2. kicks, altogether and unless another key has been pillaged... i am capable, of stepping her... docs on board.
3. no mas mota... it's one, or the other.
4. e.r. trips
5. rehab... may as well just b the boot. if one needs to chill amongst pre-prison where 1 in 10, is actually ready... nah... i am not ur guy. mostly, i had good lovin n got better connects, in rehabs.

that's it. if she doesn't know my carrying her 13 yrs doesn't put me closer to the poverty line than anyone should b comfy with... ohhh, my friends, she will.

but at the moment, it really pen to paper, to help me think this through. i have seen where she would go (prior to the aunt, sitch) and rodent infestation, in the lands of the hantavirus, was the order of the day. personally, I'd have chosen, bridge life, first. it's winter, folks... yeah, i need to think it out, before i open my piehole, again... so i behave, calmly n logically, vs emotionally.
where i go from here, will have a ripple effect through both our lives... i need to b that fair... that cool headed.
realize- in a house full of whatever- 3 suv loads, only... have her name on it and that is a generous, estimation. never again, would i b brought to my knees, financially, b anyone... so when u think about my previous bb&b shopping receipts- all me. she pretty much came with nuttin... and i am extremely generous around bdays n such. she had the most current Samsung shyt, when it was given to her, etc. u wanna lug Samsung in a shopping cart, or just turn yourself in to, "hi, I'm tom and I'll b your mugger, today", or whatever was said, at the atm, in l.a. story. (tablet/cell... the big household shinys... as i said ... a matter, of carloads; mine). and she knows she's had to exit, from time to time, to mitigate, common law. i am so... disappointed. so let down. one has to b able to trust, one's lover.
k, I'm being redundant. it ain't self pity, or I'd b gettin boxed, in an alley, without a fight from me, right now. i am humanizing the story... because

-true story

 

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i wouldn't have y'all waste your time, polling over this. it's one of those situations when people tend to solicit advice (ruining reputations in their paths) and go their own direction, regardless... that's how these situations go. know i will walk my own path on this. ur stories- y'all know u don't even need to ask. it's ur book, too. advice... not today. not tomorrow. whatever i do, will rest solely on my shoulders; my conscience.
it's going to b another interesting, day, to b sure.
perhaps one might pray for my lovely, human, g.

 

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49°f, winter, 0dark30... i need to chill.

 

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As weird as it is @Jimster shared his story in another thread but he actually owns Jerry’s van !
I wander if jerry is lookin down on the farm ?
@Jimster happy to hear you came out on top of those damn medical things!!

if u come across it and he's cool with it... can ya add the link to hiztory? how bout a pic of the van- same: by his leave.

 

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51 last Sunday

awe. happy birthday! without regard to price- what was ur coolest, gift? how'd u celebrate? friends? family? take turns beating gardening knowledge into ur boy? sounds fun!

 

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My great uncle ran Kellogg’s in Battle Creek for about 10 years back in the late 70’s- early 80’s got to try everything before it hit the shelves! Try telling your 10 yr old friends you just ate Cinnamon Toast Crunch that no one has seen yet! Yep we were the test subjects

that was me, at dreyers, but nobody cares, when ur old; just ain't the same... even if u just upped ur street cred, with me. i would kill, for carbs, right now n comfort foods. it's like booze, though: sometimes r good times, not to have a lil nip o the creature. besides, by the 10th bowl- toast crunch, starts tastin like wax. u could do better.
i forget whose railhead i delivered/p/u at, in hacienda heights, cali area- mills, or kellogg's. 6 degrees of separation.

 

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How bout a creedmore 6.5 and go 1000 meters

ur flirin with me, again. i know the adrenaline i enjoy, poppin off a .44 and goin through the terget's, pockets, to fund the projectile... but gage wise, grain... specific models... i know less than nothing. could tell my favs, what I've shot..., but lil else. being raised, cleaning em, as a kid... learning to shoot, early on... made my respect for em, bout equal to me fears, cause i had the pics, put n front of my eyes. when d describes his shinys- i know i wanna drive em- has wheels, keys n a motor... n hopefully, a mic that gets out, with a connex, chip. when mosh talks classic cars- yup, gorgeous... now, gimme the keys... on second thought, nm... lemme just stare in awe, so i don't break, history... diesel- well, anyone with a jeep, has plenty of wrenches n net 30, parts accounts.
yes, post n plaster the walls, with history n pride, for the 99% of the population, who knows more than i do, but otherwise: how pretty... lemme open a Christmas account n let's go plinking, next January, if i don't have to go through pockets n court dockets.
very cool! "pretty! shiny!"...

6.5mm Creedmoor - Wikipedia

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How bout a creedmore 6.5 and go 1000 meters

r u proficient, at 1k? i forgot to look at velocity n impact whatchamacallit.
i would love to try a

Barrett M82 - Wikipedia

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i know i could try most anything, in vegas... just ain't the same as camping n plinking, with friends. I'd rather wait for those trips, than buy my way to town, just to say i have. it's about the stories... not the storez; the memories made and not with salespeople, jealous, husbands n badge heavy, copz.

 

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new faces, kill ur alerts. we get nutty, go off topic n some other stuff. blow me up, post whatcha like... please, b respectful. ladies and gentlemen, r present.
EVERYONE here, is happy to share, assist in grow tips n making ourselves accessories to ur processing, techniques.
everything is permitted, nothing is... well, however the assassins', oath, goes... just b respectful n mind the midget.

 

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to put my question to mr wolf n perspective- I'd b lucky to have a good grouping, with a .22 rifle, at @ 30yrds. i like shinies... but tend to step around the gun sitch. i seen too many people, pull em out, around booze and when invited... those doin the ownin, i know... drink. other times... rounds r espensive, lucy... if i can't roll up with my share, i don't start the car. and then there's u doomsday, dbags, who hoard n i can't find the ammo, for my friends', shiny shit. u guys, suck! toilet paper, anyone?
obviously, everywhere i go, now, has multiple gunz, hidden around the dirt, doors, vehicles i mean it's open carry so... an it's old hat to them, so i just open my wasteband n say, "down boy".
it's a felon, thing.
if y'all grow- b mindful, of special circumstances... ;D

 

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-for our wolverine and his lovely, mrs. dw

 

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what does one pride oneself in
what does one prize above all
what drives a person

now, imagine it's somehow, taken from YOU... you some way, somehow, lose it.

i hope one never has to experience such things

if you have
what are their first names
and what color were their eyes

anything else one might name... sigh... no comment.

in my twenties, that name was money.
as a child, i stole money, essentially.
in my 30s, i lost more than every penny, i had.

what remained, was human, names, with varying, eye pigmentation.

my priorities have changed.
today, they all... have names and varying eye colours.

-know

 

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- the wolverine

 

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bah... here we go, again. it must b a Thursday.
prolly, hyde.

 

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the first time, the xxx mentioned divorce, I'd been collecting vhs movies, when they became cheap, nearing obscurity.
I'd purchased maybe 40, all from the same avatar/whatever tag.
the evening of, "i want a divorce #1", i began a convo, with the ebay, vendor. turned out it was a gal, with obviously, similar taste n views. by the next dawn, i swung my seniority, to get a Torrance, run... missing her at lunch time and turning the wheel, northwest, after work... cell phones ran about 1k a month, at this time, if u ran over, fucking Verizon's, minutes... and the xxx called... i wasn't hiding anything... she wanted a divorce- i left the office computer on... she didn't go online, much... internet was still in its... seedling, phase. she went on, that day. i don't like to waste time...; clearly...
with zero right to b so, she was a bytch about it... i gassed up n drove the however many hours, home to what I'm sure, was another lovely evening, that probably felt like 7 days... as a dog, might view things.
whatever... i thought i was saving my oath and might get some ass outta the deal, eventually.
prolly felt like signing up, for a second tour... on active duty; combat pay, situation...

 

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-preying on furry, apex predators
in the middle of a storm