>Going to my lgs >I live in a big city, so I have to drive - /k/ - Weapons

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2016-01-03 22:57:32 Post No. 28417086
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Anonymous 2016-01-03 22:57:32 Post No. 28417086 [Report]

>Going to my lgs
>I live in a big city, so I have to drive through some bullshit traffic
>for some reason, today it's even worse
>visions of running over BLM protesters dance through my head
>round the corner
>road is blocked off
>wut.jpg
>oh, it's the pride festival
>I never get told when they're going on
>realize that my lgs is actually dead center of all of this and that I'll have to walk through 5 blocks of thong-wearing faggots jerking off into each others face
>realize this is just like /k/ so I park and start walking
>feel kind of bad because I have a beer gut and haven't had a hair cut in forever, all these gay dudes are nice and trimmed
>middle of the street is a fuckload of dancing
>some drunk dude bumps into me
>”Hey handshome wutr you doing?”
>try to walk away, he keeps cutting me off
>”come on stud, I've been looking for a bear like you”
>a bear like me?
>he tells me his hotel is across the street not a three minute block from where we're standing
>if he wants a bear he's getting one
>he leads me back to this decent hotel, he's got the top floor all to himself
>as soon as we're inside, he strips completely naked and throws me a leather bear mask
>”come on, maul me”
>I go over to the bed and take off my shirt, then pick him up
>”First I have to do my preflight check”

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>he's confused as I lift him over my shoulders then crouch, arms spread
>”RUN UP ENGINE ONE”
>I start making propeller noises as I shake my hand
>”RUN UP ENGINE TWO”
>start shaking leg
>as I finish turning my engines over, a look of dim fear spreads across his face
>”Uh y-you know we could just spoon”
>”NO TIME FOR THAT TOVARISHCH, WE MUST FLY TO ALASKA”
>”CLEAR FOR TAKOFF”
>run out of hotel room and start running up and down the hall, doing my best turboprop impression while occasionally yelling out course corrections
>the elevator opens and a maid starts pushing her cart
>”WE'VE BEEN INTERCEPTED, ABORT MISSION”
>”y-yeah sure lets abort”
>run back towards hotel room, the door is still open
>”TOVARISHCH WE MUST DROP OUR BOMBS OR WE WILL NEVER BRING GLORY TO OUR VILLIAGE”
>”what are you talking about, put me dow--”
>”ZA RODINU”
>run into hotel room, out to balcony, and throw my partner over the side
>he screams all the way down, his fall is broken by a 600 lb. tumblerina
>quickly take off mask and get dressed, take service elevator to pool and jump fence
>get back to where the gay dance party was going on
>finally get to my lgs
>.22 is still $7.50 a box
So how was your day, /k/?