Wat’s Carbon Water-N-Stuff Thread - Concepts In Iron And Wood!!!

Deputy Chief Alan Hamilton stressed, "Anyone that's inside of their residence that is faced with a deadly threat and is perceived as a deadly threat has a right to protect themselves."


I'll be damned!!! Who knew???
 
It is too red. My carbine is kinda too red. At the end of the day, I think that I like stripping these stocks and going back natural - no stain required.


Except maybe for Special Walnut because it's . . . special.


Says so right on the can.
 
People who go with redwood should be lined up and shot.

Repeatedly. With fully automatic weapons

and 17th century cannon.

Grape Nuts™


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It is too red. My carbine is kinda too red. At the end of the day, I think that I like stripping these stocks and going back natural - no stain required.


Except maybe for Special Walnut because it's . . . special.


Says so right on the can.
Make up your damn mind, is it too red or is it too red?
 
Now I want some cherry, pie..., never for a stain.

There is a yuge pumpkin pie yet to make the cut.



I don't like cherries much. Never did.


Dr. Tyler has a damned fine pecan pie recipe. It ain't all full of brown sugar. I haven't made one of them in eons.


There's a bit of that store-bought apple pie in the fridge left over. It may be breakfast.
 
If there is a tree, I do not like letting them go to waste.
I have a cherry cabinet. I'll sell it.
Fragile thing. Old. Red.


'Member Foxx?

Back when comedians could be funny...
 
I'd rather be that than a confused old man in clown make-up who everyone laughs at because they look like a retard.

As long as you and wat stay away from our children you'll both live longer, Jabba the Steve.
PooPoo PeePee,

Thanks as ever for your recognition of my greatness as revealed here:

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Meanwhile, little bitch, please don't whimper. And don't pick the disgusting scabs on your ugly face.

Once again your seizure has ended, you're deflated like an old bicycle tire, and you're trying feebly to stand erect. You're lying in the gutter babbling as i walk by with no panties on and my delicious buttcheeks dancing like huge Christmas lights.

Hank Bukowski compared writing with defecation, but at least he did some work. Your income of "six figures" (at best, £1000.00 or €1000.00 monthly on the dole) culminates a life of pure parasitism.

Obviously you failed as a nice gay cosmetician, which is why you obssess about my makeup. There's no other possible explanation.

Sorry, Chester, that I'm too pretty for you.


Stick with this role model:


You aren't material for this:


We trans don't get along with you gayboys and Mr. Tyler is obviously very hetero. You're SOL though you may get work sucking pig peckers on the cutting line at the Spam works.


You're a gay incel. Face it. These children you fantasize about will never be more than wraiths spitting at you on the street.

I have never been Buddha or Jabba obese. My belly is flat, a wall joining my monumentally fuckable buttage with my incredibly alluring tittage.

I will outlive you. Humans will drive you Chuds to your fate:


Edward Abbey Lives!

( O O )
 
That coffee was good for fifteen minutes and now it's just not what I want.


Time for tea. I could see a fire in the near future too.

All I need is one cloud/smoke signal...
 
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