>Four ruffians break into my house.
>"What the devil?" as I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle.
>Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot.
>Draw my pistol on the second man, misses him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbor's dog.
>I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot.
>"Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms.
>Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion.
>Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up.
Just as the founding fathers intended.
Pic related, its me.
>>31990499
9/10 for effort, I lel'd
Nice stealing of another anons green text, samefag
>>31990499
bit of a kek there
>>31992366
how do you know its not the anon who wrote it?
>>31992401
Because I saw the original green text years ago, and this is in a different format.
>>31990499
The neighbors would mourn their brave hound. He rushed away from their defense, for the greater cause of the home defense.
>>31990499
Is this the old s/k/ool humor thread? All righty then.
>>31992617
nothing wrong with a good old repost, anon
>>31990499
>breaking into giant mansion in st. louis
>stealing the antique silverware and crystal glasses and shit
>suddenly
>Le Marseillaise starts blaring through the house's speaker system
>freak the fuck out and jump out the back window
>entire regiment of French bluecoat infantry, colonial militias and Iroquois warriors lined up in formation
>'BIENVENUE A LA NOUVELLE-FRANCE, MOTHERFUCKER'
>they open accurate volleyfire and completely shred my body with giant .62 musketballs
>somehow survive and get punished by being sent to a sugar plantation in Haiti
>sorry guys, gotta get back to work or my boss will cut off my other hand