I see one that you missed. (Two, depending on how technical you want to be)
(Hint) look just to the bottom left of the banana clip on the right side of the picture.
My pet peeve are people who are afraid of urine; the ones that freak-out if you don't wash your hands after you pee. If I'm at a public toilet, I ain't washing. The less contact with anything in a public bathroom the better. Know your enemy; it's not urine. Feces is our foe. Urine is sterile, and it can be your pal.
1. Lost at sea in a dingy? Guess what you're gonna be drinking.
2. Just got hit by a JellyFish? Some nice warm urine will clear that right up. Girls, you'll have to find a guy to pee on you - Sorry. AFAIK, there's no where on my body that I cannot reach with a strong urine stream: bring it on JellyFish.
3. Radiator starts to leak on a barren stretch of highway north of Rachel, Nevada? You guessed it: you are your own Prestone®. It's even the same color.
4. Little ennui setting in on that camping trip and you left your SuperSoaker® in the closet? Girls, you won't have the range we do, but with some strategery I'm confident even you could make a kill.
I challenge all of you to do any of the above with feces. Try cramming it in your radiator. Smear it on a terrible sting. Throw it at a fellow camper. Good luck with that.
Lol, you're right! Parenthesis instead of a comma, "except"!
As in "Every rule has its exceptions, except this one."
I also can't take a Microwave's alarm. I HAVE to stop it manually before T minus zero. I don't know if that's a peeve or a compulsion, though.
Another of my peeves is the dweebish study of Sci-Fi languages, such as Na'vi and Klingon. I don't care if you waste your time learning, just don't act like it should get you into Harvard or regale me with a translation of where is the swimming pool?
I also can't take a Microwave's alarm. I HAVE to stop it manually before T minus zero. I don't know if that's a peeve or a compulsion, though.
My pet peeve are people who are afraid of urine; the ones that freak-out if you don't wash your hands after you pee. If I'm at a public toilet, I ain't washing. The less contact with anything in a public bathroom the better. Know your enemy; it's not urine. Feces is our foe. Urine is sterile, and it can be your pal.
1. Lost at sea in a dingy? Guess what you're gonna be drinking.
2. Just got hit by a JellyFish? Some nice warm urine will clear that right up. Girls, you'll have to find a guy to pee on you - Sorry. AFAIK, there's no where on my body that I cannot reach with a strong urine stream: bring it on JellyFish.
3. Radiator starts to leak on a barren stretch of highway north of Rachel, Nevada? You guessed it: you are your own Prestone®. It's even the same color.
4. Little ennui setting in on that camping trip and you left your SuperSoaker® in the closet? Girls, you won't have the range we do, but with some strategery I'm confident even you could make a kill.
I challenge all of you to do any of the above with feces. Try cramming it in your radiator. Smear it on a terrible sting. Throw it at a fellow camper. Good luck with that.
Some ranges have clips to hold the targets on.
Some Instructors will install these clips on nipples of shooters who use improper terminology.
Some ranges have clips to hold the targets on.
Some Instructors will install these clips on nipples of shooters who use improper terminology.
I prefer staples.
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