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Been on a few, mostly as backup to locals, and no, I don't turn my back on the 'abused' woman. I was at the one in Maine that went sideways a few years ago.In white trash circles it's the women that write the check their men have to cash most of the time.
I've seen it a bunch of times.
Ask LE that show up on DV calls.
Never turn your back on the wife/ girlfriend.
You got to understand that when someone is breaking their ass shoveling and shoveling and shoveling and they finally clear the end of the driveway so the car can get out and you drive by and put a few feet of snow right back where they just shoveled, it can make people a little crazy LOL
well, the guy was a veteran, so reasonable to assume some degree of small arms training. Additionally, I’ve heard from unofficial sources that he committed suicide with a “308 sniper rifle” so take that for what it’s worth...
Yeah, I've got one of those ".308 sniper rifles". Everybody I know calls it a "hunting rifle"; it's a Remington 700.
Try plowing a culdesac. Someone is always pissed off in one of those. I get more complaints threats and shovels thrown at me when I do those.I may or may not have thrown my shovel at the cab of the plow truck once...
To be fair, the guy would push snow from an intersection one lot down from my driveway, load the entire mess just upstream from my driveway, then push it across the end. It stopped after I threw the shovel. I imagine he didn’t realize the result of his strategy and that made him look back to see it.
Try plowing a culdesac. Someone is always pissed off in one of those. I get more complaints threats and shovels thrown at me when I do those.
Good times. I've given up boozing since then though, I have vague memories of pissing on various things at the China Squirrel parking lot.HaHa . Not many left here that were there that night.
No more meetups, No car Shoots, No blackout build parties, no banana suits or watermelon shoots
Flintoid's hanging out in the boathouse at Hereford.
I try like hell not to bury people. But its not always possible. Most people are decent and understand. But some.......Jesus Mary you just want to thump them with the plow and keep going. As far as the culdesacs, its been my experience (maybe its the entitled mentality where I work) but someone is always pissed. Too close to my driveway, too close to my sidewalk, blocking the tree, blocking the hydrant, why does the pile have to be in front of my house why cant you put it in front of their house, my azaleas, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch.....ugh I'm glad I do the school parking lots now.I grew up on a culdesac. Plow drivers pushed up a big pile between two of the driveways. On heavy snow years they’d make a second pile between two other driveways. We’d spend all day digging them out and make epic snow forts. There would be the usual wash across the drives but nothing out of the ordinary and no one got screwed over. I know this for a fact because we shoveled all the driveways and the hydrant. If things got tight and the driver knocked a pile in a driveway they gave it a half assed back drag and knocked it down within reason. Maybe we got special treatment because my Ma would send us out with cocoa for the drivers and made sure we asked them if they were “AA” before we handed it to them. We didn’t know why at the time but they were always real excited to get that cocoa.
I fully understand that the snow has to go somewhere and some is going to end up on driveway aprons and throwing a shovel at a plow truck is completely out of my character. What was happening the first few years at my house in Mass was beyond ridiculous though. The guy would spend a full five minutes pushing up a pile and then dump it right in my driveway. The less snow we got the further he backed up to push up the pile. If we got just a couple inches I’d come home to a bank of compacted (like the pile in a mall parking lot) snow 2-1/2’ high by 4’ wide across the bottom of my driveway. Everyone else in the neighborhood would have a little windrow maybe 4-5” at it’s peak. Like I said, I think he may not have realized what he was doing, or maybe had a beef with the previous resident and thought they still lived there. That night we had gotten a real storm. deep, wet, and heavy. Like usual I dug out my two senior neighbors, salted their walks and steps, then went after my own property. Just as I was finishing up he comes by and starts doing his thing. After “politely critiquing“ his work things changed drastically in my favor. I can’t imagine that would have been the case if he didn’t come to the conclusion that I possibly had a legitimate gripe.
I think he had an ak-47 or similar with a bayonet. I was at the campfire (monadnock) and he spiked it in the ground and went off to find food or something. I swapped it with an MP40 and he barely blinked when he came back. Said something about "good trade". Obviously swapped them back after...
Did not realize he was intimate with y'all though
I find that if I get out before the plow, clear 10-15' in front of my driveway and stack that snow in a good spot then the drivers just follow my lead and plow into the piles I make.Try plowing a culdesac. Someone is always pissed off in one of those. I get more complaints threats and shovels thrown at me when I do those.
I guess I should have attended more NES shoots.I do miss him he gave some mean head
I guess I should have attended more NES shoots.
I don't recall any of that.
Most drama I remember was when someone kept asking Adam's ( Acme Armament ) wife Nicole to pose naked for money. He was lucky Adam didn't nail him to the berm. I would have supplied the hammer.
You gotta be a special kinda stupid to accost the wife of a guy that owns a gun store and brought a belt fed machine gun to the event.