Jeebus guys, the poor guy went and deleted all of his posts, and even his website.![]()
Yeah, but he's still checking in and reading this...
Jeebus guys, the poor guy went and deleted all of his posts, and even his website.![]()
I'm down for a steak blue rare and a side of mushrooms stuffed with cheese, crab meat and garlic sauce! The Cabernet sounds perfect to go with this! Abs are for kids!
And let that be a lesson to all the would be Mall Ninjas......I would suggest this be a sticky, but this was way to much fun to not do again
I managed to save one of the vids before he nuked them....I just don't think I can post it!
I'm still disgusted that 7.62mm mentioned a Cabarnet rather than a single malt scotch!
I'm still disgusted that 7.62mm mentioned a Cabarnet rather than a single malt scotch!
Jeebus guys, the poor guy went and deleted all of his posts, and even his website.![]()
y'know...this whole episode, amusing at it seems, has brought me to crossroads of sorts. Should I in fact do a little something to augment my physical condition? I mean really, is there some sick validity to this? At the overweight age of 40, my IPSC shooting gives me some physical grief every now and then. There certainly is something to be said for the physical prowess of any given competitor, this much would seem to be intuitive. The fat dudes - that would be me - tend to move slower (or in many cases tend to be harder to stop) than the fit dudes. Or some guys can just plain shoot and therefore save steps. But really, how much of a difference can it really make? More importantly, to what extreme would you train for the sake of sport? (Rob E may be excused from this line of questioning) Beyond that again - what sort of jam in which you had a gun and the skill (and the need, God forbid) to use it would be better served by the ability to do six thousand pushups and run half a marathon? Many, and I mean many years ago I was on my local swim team. I was all that. Toned, fit, and tireless. All that never stopped me from being farking near crippled for two days following a spirited romp on a three quarter filled waterbed. For you pros in the WTF league or whatever you call yourselves - train if you will, but remember - you will not train for every situation.
But then again - duh - I'm not out saving lives with my superior tactical fitness and skill - sry.
For the record, I'll do up some grilled peppers, mushrooms and onions, with just a little olive oil to get them going. Chianti is a nice choice, but best for liver, or so I've heard.
And for something really random: h ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljEC7HKbP0g&feature=related
Rules to live by:
Eat well, live well, train hard for whatever floats your boat, try to be fit rather than fabulous and just enjoy your life. Note that you never see fat people in old age homes though, so you might keep that in mind when you're slicing off that second slab of pecan pie.
Deprivation sucks.
Never mind the beef, how about some nice venison or perhaps a moose would be better to feed this crowd.
Rules to live by:
Eat well, live well, train hard for whatever floats your boat, try to be fit rather than fabulous and just enjoy your life. Note that you never see fat people in old age homes though, so you might keep that in mind when you're slicing off that second slab of pecan pie.
Deprivation sucks.
Wise words there Bob BUT the last thing this guy wants to do is lie in the hospital bed dieing of nothing. I mean what's that all about? Kind of a bummer really. Kinda like giving up, quiting in the middle of a maraton, you get my drift. Besides it isn't tactical.
The crowd on this thread are super tactical, and dieing of nothing is just not going to cut it. Obeisity, out of shape and alcohol induced liver disease maybe but dieing of nothing....never.
Take Care
Bob
Pfffft, I'm gonna out do you all, I'm gonna eat my rare steak, drink my beer and smoke my cigar WHILE playing Modern Warfare 2...yeah, I'll have to hide while I'm cutting my steak, but that's what "Cold Blooded" and claymores are for....lol
That's why I drink MONSTER HITMAN SNIPER ENERGY DRINK! Redbull be damned. You want tactical? I give you this.