Revolver Play for Hermit

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

I am kind of getting the sort of pictures I know you want to conjure Colin. Disturbing pictures of a big bald ginger honey monster in gay leather with suspenders toting a water pistol. Back Door Mc Graw stalks his next victim…

Shhh, don’t tell Worm.“toting a water pistol”. Yeah, between my legs.
When we meeting anyway?

If he’s smart, never, you demented freak.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I am offering you a duel Worm. Pistols drawn at dawn.Yeah, I never told you my alias is “Quick Draw McGraw that takes it up the backdoor”

I doubt you’ve even held a firearm at any time in your life, let alone fire one. I would gladly accept your challenge with very little hesitation. You may use the handgun of your choice as I’ll not be using those old single shot dueling pistols. I’ll be carrying my trusty Springfield Armory, semiautomatic, 1911 .45 ACP. I’ll have emptied my magazine into you before you can even get off one shot, Colon Cancer.

With your arthritic fingers and an alcoholic tremor, my first load will be discharged right into that malformed cranium before you have a chance to c*ck.

I think I will use my reliable Matchlock Carbine.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

this is about as close to western as Englishmen get. LMAO

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

I am kind of getting the sort of pictures I know you want to conjure Colin. Disturbing pictures of a big bald ginger honey monster in gay leather with suspenders toting a water pistol. Back Door Mc Graw stalks his next victim…

Shhh, don’t tell Worm.“toting a water pistol”. Yeah, between my legs.When we meeting anyway?

If he’s smart, never, you demented freak.

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

I am kind of getting the sort of pictures I know you want to conjure Colin. Disturbing pictures of a big bald ginger honey monster in gay leather with suspenders toting a water pistol. Back Door Mc Graw stalks his next victim…

Shhh, don’t tell Worm.“toting a water pistol”. Yeah, between my legs.When we meeting anyway?

If he’s smart, never, you demented freak.

Ha ha! Not so tough without a weapon.

A fragile frightened ex high school sock sitting in his moth ridden armchair dribbling his spaghetti all over his dungarees, whilst mumbling incoherently to himself.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

this is about as close to western as Englishmen get. LMAO
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Worm favourite Western is Spaghetti. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Here in blighty young pup, we use our fists….bareknuckle.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Colin listens to that song and masterbates his Prime Minister till its more chapped than chaps.
But I cant blame him. I secretly want a pair of chaps and to riding in the wind wearing nothing but them

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I am offering you a duel Worm. Pistols drawn at dawn.Yeah, I never told you my alias is “Quick Draw McGraw that takes it up the backdoor”

I doubt you’ve even held a firearm at any time in your life, let alone fire one. I would gladly accept your challenge with very little hesitation. You may use the handgun of your choice as I’ll not be using those old single shot dueling pistols. I’ll be carrying my trusty Springfield Armory, semiautomatic, 1911 .45 ACP. I’ll have emptied my magazine into you before you can even get off one shot, Colon Cancer.

With your arthritic fingers and an alcoholic tremor, my first load will be discharged right into that malformed cranium before you have a chance to c*ck.
I think I will use my reliable Matchlock Carbine.

Pistols, you grotesque, failed science experiment! You duel with pistols, but if you prefer rifles, you may use your old musket and I’ll be hundreds of yards away with my AR15, 5.56 semiauto with 40 round magazine and ACOG, (Advanced-Combat-Optical-Gunsight), scope with illuminated reticle. All I need to do is put that green dot on you and squeeze the two stage, two pound trigger.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

[Branched offParticipant 10928]

Yeah, that is true Hermit. I think the old time brass was a lot poorer quality and cartridges expanded a lot more erratically, so an ejector rod was a seriously good idea. It is there on almost all the good fixed cylinders. Aside from the Saturday night specials (into which perhaps the Colt lightening fits at a stretch?), I can only think of one proper revolver I have owned where it was conspicuously absent -the German reichsrevolver

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M1879_Reichsrevolver (look at the foresight and you can see where they got the idea for the front end of the Luger)

This revolver even saw limited first world war service. It felt like it was almost a great pistol but not quite. Very handy, more portable and pointable than its contemporary rivals and powerful enough -essentially a slightly short 0.44 Russian. But no double action and no ejector. Sound German engineering but utterly missing greatness. Perhaps those Germans just made better brass than most?

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[Gravel PitParticipant]

I want to ride a horse. Not kidding. Horses are cool man.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

I acknowledge the Brits love horses too. Id like to be her Stag. YEEE HAWW

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Colin listens to that song and masterbates his Prime Minister till its more chapped than chaps.But I cant blame him. I secretly want a pair of chaps and to riding in the wind wearing nothing but them

I would prefer them rainbow coloUred.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Turds come out of there though.
A great big steaming pile.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

ONE FOR BRANCHED OFF. A fine woman and horse.

AND ONE FOR BLADE! A seahorse

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I am offering you a duel Worm. Pistols drawn at dawn.Yeah, I never told you my alias is “Quick Draw McGraw that takes it up the backdoor”

I doubt you’ve even held a firearm at any time in your life, let alone fire one. I would gladly accept your challenge with very little hesitation. You may use the handgun of your choice as I’ll not be using those old single shot dueling pistols. I’ll be carrying my trusty Springfield Armory, semiautomatic, 1911 .45 ACP. I’ll have emptied my magazine into you before you can even get off one shot, Colon Cancer.

With your arthritic fingers and an alcoholic tremor, my first load will be discharged right into that malformed cranium before you have a chance to c*ck.I think I will use my reliable Matchlock Carbine.

Pistols, you grotesque, failed science experiment! You duel with pistols, but if you prefer rifles, you may use your old musket and I’ll be hundreds of yards away with my AR15, 5.56 semiauto with 40 round magazine and ACOG, (Advanced-Combat-Optical-Gunsight), scope with illuminated reticle. All I need to do is put that green dot on you and squeeze the two stage, two pound trigger.

A boxing match then you Orc.
I’ll give you a couple of cauliflower ears to go with that bulbous red alcoholic nose.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Turds come out of there though.
A great big steaming pile.

just think, when you go camping or backpacking with her for a week. And all of her NATURAL MUSK gets caked all over.
mmmmm, delicious. Just the way God intended, raw

[Branched offParticipant 10928]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Gravel Pit wrote:

Turds come out of there though.A great big steaming pile.

Not until I have finished though.

This is the sort of picture that reminds one that one does like women. Just that the deal is not right these days. If one was photographer chad on that shoot one would be quite happy to take her into the bushes for 10 mins (or probably less) in return for the promise of taking better photos of her one day. But since one is not a chad in her league, the price is not worth it, so she is valueless. Funny that not priceless but valueless.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

We’re just bundles of goo ain’t we. Walking bags of pus

sh*t, p*ss, snot, semen, vaginal discharge, ear wax, mucus, bum juice, sleep, spittle, phlegm, bile……and Herm’s groin sore pus.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Branched off wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Gravel Pit wrote:

Turds come out of there though.A great big steaming pile.

Not until I have finished though.
This is the sort of picture that reminds one that one does like women. Just that the deal is not right these days. If one was photographer chad on that shoot one would be quite happy to take her into the bushes for 10 mins (or probably less) in return for the promise of taking better photos of her one day. But since one is not a chad in her league, the price is not worth it, so she is valueless. Funny that not priceless but valueless.

Speak for yourself. I am a ladies man.
Or, am I rabies man?

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