Wallpaper thread. I just got a new monitor and I want a new wallpaper that fits my monitor. So wallpaper thread.
Does anyone have the original screencap?
>my fucking heart
They're probably promised a quick death if they read the script and take it.
Otherwise they'd have their nuts twisted off with a screwdriver and feet/hands hacked off with spades..
Kebab gonna kebab....
don't think they air it live so even if they did you wouldn't be able to see it
Man, that... fuck man that hits too close. I can relate, except it does not have a cliffhanger ending.
>End up on either Europoor or Asian/Australian servers due to shit working hours.
>Befriend several euro's one of which is a Czech fellow.
>He is the kind of guy who gets way into his game, treating it almost like hes a part of it.
>Way too cool of a guy, he worked under a machinist and made all sorts of specialty tooling and some of which "tooling" was pistols and the like. According to him guns are stupid easy to make, I guess that is how he could afford a decent computer and home, selling to the underground.
>Shit starts ramping up in Eastern Ukraine
>Get a call, it is Czech Friend
>I am going to Ukraine, I wish to have adventure in life before it is too late, computer game makes longing unbearable, you should come too.
>I have to decline for my life was and still is kind of shit.
>Every so often I get random calls from him describing his adventure over in wartorn slav land.
>Happy as a clam he is.
>One day the call comes, not any call but the call.
>It isn't Czech friend on the phone, but a man who cannot speak English well.
>The man goes, you family of Czech friend, he terrible wound. He great friend, brave man, no fear of fascist tank or bullet.
>I can hear him dying in the background as gunfire is going on.
>For the first time in my life I completely break down.
I should have gone over, like fuck the crazy bastard had me listed as family for fuck sakes. They had the courtesy of sending his old army helmet to me a month later, dents, scratches, the smell of sweat and blood still on it. RIP Czech friend, I wish I had gone over, share in that suicidal adventure.
I guess I'll contribute a pattern or two.
Ouch Anon, not Czechfriend anon here, but that, just ouch.
My camera is a potato and is missing its screen due to innawoods fuckery, the batteries died after I took the picture. The big dent knocked a fair amount of paint out of the underside of the helmet. I don't want to know what caused that.
I don't know if its real surplus or a reproduction of sorts, I guess its all the same if its hard enough. I should clean it up and put a rust seal on it.
Hail Mauser, full of Grace
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed are thou among gunsmiths and blessed is the fruit of thy skill, the 1898 action. Mauser, father of the 1898 action.
Pray for us rifles now and at the hour of our destruction Amen.
Gen 4 Turboprop aww yea
can someone identify the tank and place of this photo?
Why not a nice big Battleship wallpaper?
Normally, I'd call bullshit here.
But I know Ukrainian volunteers get the bottom of the barrel and whatever they can afford. Keep that fucker safe, and don't let his memory fade.
Doesn't matter, any man willing to die for a cause is worthy of respect.
Are... are they all wearing rouge to deepen their cheekbones?
He said "Not afraid of fascist tank or bullet". I'm assuming he was fighting with the rebels.
From /wg/ with love
uncle sam....i know your listening...
im done fighting the sand people in proxy shit.
can we into russian conflict naow?
just glass iraq theres nothing there anyway.
Guys mind if I dump a few that I've cycled through over the last couple of months?
Skimmed the thread, didn't see them.
I bet the liberals in SF were threatening law suit for having a weapon of war fly across their bay.
...after all, they complained about he marine recruitment add that had the golden gate bridge.
Aw he's petting kitty...now on to crucifying and skinning people I think disagree with me for some ideological reason but really I'm doing it for the lulz and there is nothing else to do.