Big box of porno mags
Jesus Christ... If only you knew how lame you look right right now. Oh wait, you're trolling hahaha! Same thing lame af
A human female. Before I've only ever seen them in films.
His name is Travis. He has two knifes.
I have found a rapala fishing knife, some arrowheads, and a penthouse in the creek once. Probably the coolest thing was an ice fishing house that had blown a few miles in a winter storm.
Lame virgin attempting to be cool with copy paste posts...
I last my Travis collection in a mighty squall. Do you have the Travis on mars?
A solid gold bracelet, my guess is it's one of those bracelets mexican girls get when they turn 15 or whatever.
Also why is this thread getting spidermanned? It's kind of an interesting question, go find a JIDF thread or something.
When I was a kid my dad was stationed in germany.
On vacation I went wondering in the woods, I found what I thought was a cave. Found three skeletons in super ratty nasty ww2 clothes. Found a box of rifles, ammo, and grenades. Turned out it was a bunker
Told dad to see if I could keep cool shit, dad said no and called into some historical society like a faggot.
Recently found out that those rifles in good condition sell for like 10g a piece
>long time ago
>trudging through woods with best friend
>on way to play basketball
>fooling around, he takes b-ball and tosses it deep in the woods
>fighting through brush to get to ball
>find a fucking machine gun, vintage WWII
>call friend over
>too afraid to touch it
>friend wants to see if it works
>thing is dirty, ancient. it ain't gonna work
>walk away (after getting b-ball) and talk about what to do
>see cop car, walk over
>tell cop what we found
>he says show him
>go back into woods
>can't find spot again
>he says he'll file a report and maybe someone will come out
rumor was there was a mob hit on the street where we met the cop. machine gun supposedly used but they never found it. we went back several times but was never sure of that spot.
Thread starts and then boom, you're just here already goin' fullTravis. What's this about, young man?
I'm bumping this great thread so it doesn't die, anon.
I don't know about cool but i cam an inch away from blowing my shit absolutly to fuck.
>be loading shot at rock quarry
>be driller can't even count without his fingers
>be work with absolute retard fags
>people constatly smoking and throwing caps
>blaster has everyone convinced blasting caps, amonium nitrate soaked with deisle, and actual sticks of dynomite are perfectly safe
>whatever, 2 years in i get complacent
>of course he counts wrong and after fill holes have a stick with cap in it.
>don't bother telling me thanks guys...
>foe easy disposal we always burned the extra bags and on rare ocarion if we tore one or had a half a bag left we'd just burn it rather than waste time putting it in the caphouses
>mfw we all standing around staring at a bag of on fire amonium notrate and someone says "where'd that stick go" i think is joke. We all scatter
>i almost run off the highway
>about 10 minutes later stick indead goes off
>and that was how i quit my last job...
I have been extremely lucky/ and I'm a scavenger at heart. I have found when I was 8 I found a 100$ bill. I have found a set of throwing knives, a iPod, a super dope traveling backpack with 20$ in change and a hammock inside. At festivals I have ground scored: a eigth of super dank, a super exspesive strobe/ black light flashlight, a skeletool knife, severel mystery pills, and 13 hits of FLame lsd. I always am keeping my eyes open,. Hell this morning I found a $10 while biking.