So the scenario is:
you're walking down the side walk a 1980's dodge pickup, covered in Primos stickers, nascar numbers, and rust stops and a large man in a wife beater drags you into the cab. fearing pig squealing sodomy and forced consumption of budwieser you move not, as he shouted, and go along for the ride. you soon find yourself in a trailer, some place in south western ontario, tied to a rocking chair. the toothless wonder demands you come hunting with him, lest he has his way with your virginal anus.
he throws you a blaze orange vest, and wants to know....
"Do I take-um this here SKS or muy remmie 710?"
make the choice! (and why?)
you're walking down the side walk a 1980's dodge pickup, covered in Primos stickers, nascar numbers, and rust stops and a large man in a wife beater drags you into the cab. fearing pig squealing sodomy and forced consumption of budwieser you move not, as he shouted, and go along for the ride. you soon find yourself in a trailer, some place in south western ontario, tied to a rocking chair. the toothless wonder demands you come hunting with him, lest he has his way with your virginal anus.
he throws you a blaze orange vest, and wants to know....
"Do I take-um this here SKS or muy remmie 710?"
make the choice! (and why?)
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