A single shot.

This is quite appropriate considering it is hunting season. All the wood dwellings fear for themselves & parents have to explain how Bambi lost his Mommy to their kids. (It wasnt my Jeep, the deer fell right into my path after riccochet from another vehicle. Another story.)

A single shot took out an insurgent distanced at 1,250 meters from a 7.62mm M24 Rifle, rated accurate to 1,000 meters. I had my share of target practice before, but this dude is set for the record books.
Eat your heart out orange vests.
Dear insurgents, payback is deadly when you mess with wrong dudes.

Read the full article here.

Hat tip to Blackfive.

On a more stupid flip-flop note, this ass, fool, jerkel & hyde, botox for your ****, get your wife a bag over her head and tape her mouth, then again let her mouth fly, sorry I cannot be nice, Christmas is over is running for office in 2008. Some one please send his wife gift certificates to Wendy's and a hair brush. Bring on Condi!! And give her a whip too. Grrr. I have seen a doctored picture of someone's fantasy. Grrr.. is an understatement.

Here is another for a mind-twister, so much for out-sourcing. Fully clothed Playboy bunnies. I wonder how many of you will click on that link. Hmm. Okay, I wont tell if you leave your comments.

Now listening to: Queen, We will Knock Rock You.
Btw, for the particular reader in the sunny desert island, it is pouring rain here! 39F, 4C.
Note to self: at 11 PM, setting trash out in shorts is a very very bad idea.
Note to Fred: I will sleep after this post. SIR! SALUTE! SIR! (nag)