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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Brain Excersise Word Asociation Thread......
« on: December 07, 2008, 05:56:26 PM »
skittles

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 11:39:30 AM »
I think there is a DOJ plant on the inside at Geovario........Dedeye?
I would quarantee there are plenty of lurkers. Dedeye? I don't know. Maybe a double agent. I don't think you need to be signed up to lurk around and see what is going on.

No, i mean a DOJ plant inside the ops of Geovario screwing with the reliability...


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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 10:16:21 AM »

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 10:00:11 AM »

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:57:49 AM »
anybody frequent this place?

http://www.ar15armory.com/

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:46:04 AM »
I think there is a DOJ plant on the inside at Geovario........Dedeye?

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Brain Excersise Word Asociation Thread......
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:43:14 AM »
rainbow

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:40:05 AM »
How long were they in for ?

Yes - Very fast drying time - But, I've removed all the carpet in my house - All engineered wood now - A bit nippy in the inclement weather but much cleaner for me -

ChemDry carpet cleaning FTW!  Amazing results!

It's a rental. I turned over some tenants and had to do some finish work, and serious cleaning.

About 4 years.  Last weekend I, well we really, it is my brother and me, ended up replacing the dishwasher, garbage disposal, sliding screen doors, brass hardware on the doors, and the Kitchen faucet. We also yanked down an exterior awning, finished crown molding and baseboard work in the bedrooms, and painted the doors/walls/molding/baseboards.


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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Brain Excersise Word Asociation Thread......
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:34:14 AM »

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:31:45 AM »
Yes - Very fast drying time - But, I've removed all the carpet in my house - All engineered wood now - A bit nippy in the inclement weather but much cleaner for me -

ChemDry carpet cleaning FTW!  Amazing results!

It's a rental. I turned over some tenants and had to do some finish work, and serious cleaning.

I covered the nice wood floors with the carpet while I'm renting it. If i ever flip it, the wood will come out to play.

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:24:53 AM »
ChemDry carpet cleaning FTW!  Amazing results!

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:20:06 AM »
I gave the Mexican version -

Keeping a lower profile now - Busier with his now walking and talking daughter -

WTF ever happened to Chief?

Nobody ever expected the spanish inquisition.....


I miss the Chief...




Yes. Yes you did. How old is his youngin' now?

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:19:10 AM »
IS NET DOWN TO ANYONE ELSE???

YEP

I think it's been about a year since Calguns last worked right....

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 07, 2008, 09:13:56 AM »
Keeping a lower profile now - Busier with his now walking and talking daughter -

WTF ever happened to Chief?

Nobody ever expected the spanish inquisition.....


I miss the Chief...

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Post Count Photo Thread....[b]Read Rules[/b]
« on: December 07, 2008, 08:46:59 AM »

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 11:29:08 PM »
Those STIs race guns -

How come the pistol frame stuff was never brought to light before? That kinda confused me.

Are there off list pistol frames that you think are worth getting?

also a 10mm Fusion Arms frame.....dripping sexy

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 11:26:01 PM »
-Uzi
-Mac
-HK MP5 pistol clone
-GSG pistols


and depending on how stripped they need to be:

-AK


im confused

Hold tight for now.....

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 11:20:57 PM »
-Uzi
-Mac
-HK MP5 pistol clone
-GSG pistols


and depending on how stripped they need to be:

-AK

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 11:13:05 PM »
-off list pistol frames and imported parts kits!!!!
-possible exemptions for CA legal suppressors!!!!
-some CRAPA (crpa)  drama

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 09:28:58 PM »

CalGuns is so addictive.


yeah, getting a timeout sucked, but only because I couldn't post on the .ORG!

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Brain Excersise Word Asociation Thread......
« on: December 06, 2008, 08:45:28 PM »
un- banned

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 08:37:46 PM »
anybody keeping an eye on the .Org Story Continuation Thread?........

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 08:34:38 PM »
Hey, Hopi!

Did you notice we typed the same response at the same time to the wheelie bars Camaro thread?
Great minds thinking alike!
LOL

Grape Ape!


Yeah, I noticed that! Classic.....

mmmmmmmmmmmm Grape Ape........LOL

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 08:13:48 PM »
hola!

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Those superficial imperfections became blessings, absorbing the scratches and nicks being added to the underside and rocker panels by the hundreds of small bits of gravel kicking off the truck's spinning tires.

"What do you mean plans have changed?" asked Victoria nervously.

"No biggie, we're gonna stop by my buddy's place before we head across." With a sly grin, he added, "Yeah, I got a message from Danny and it's important that we make the stop...how long have you known Danny?"

"Oh we, eh, Danny who? Danny Miramontes?" Victoria's tongue stumbled over her lips, conspicuously showing her feigned ignorance.

"No. Not Danny Miramontes." Jakowski answered sarcastically. "You are in the middle of the desert girl, right now you have a serious need for one of the following two things, either (1) a very coherent and detailed explanation of how Danny knows that you are riding with me, or (2) a lot of water and some good walking shoes. Which did you bring with you? I'm betting it's going to be a story and some answers?" 






IX.


Wilson lifted the glass on his welder's mask and looked down on his handiwork. The beads on the final seam were flawless, just beautiful. Wilson could have easily attained a comfortable living with his legitimate talents, having exceptional skills in metals, composites, chemicals, fabrication, and engineering. Closing the door on the top of the cage, Wilson simultaneously slid the two bolt latches through the channels and turned them with a solid "clunk". Turning the keys on both bolt locks, he placed the two keys and keyring into his shirt pocket.

"Alright Paul, ready?" He asked as he secured the final of the 4 hooks to the cage,  giving the chains a half-inch roll through their pulleys to relieve any slack in the lift.

"Yep! I'm gonna start her up..." Paul flipped the toggle on the lift and the pulleys started to rotate, slowly at first, gaining speed and a faint but noticeable hum as the chains started to make progress up the well. "Looks good from here! Ease her up and then swing her to the left."

The cage eased up and out of the mouth of the well, rocking gently back and forth before coming to a stop directly above where Wilson was standing, 25 ft below. Paul released the lift lock and guided the cage to the left by hand, positioning it directly over the forks on the Bobcat. Re-locking the lift, Paul flipped the reverse on the toggle and lowered the cage down onto the forks.

"We're good to go! I'll lower the hooks down for ya." Paul unhooked the cage from the lift and dropped the chains back into the well. Wilson grabbed the steel loops on his body harness and affixed the hooks through the holes. Giving a solid tug on the chains, he wrapped his gloved-fingers around the links.

"Alright, bring me up," Wilson commanded as his feet slowly left the floor of the well.

Paul went to the broken wood cabinets laying in the corner of the old garage and opened a sliding drawer. He pulled out a shiny aluminum case the size of a small microwave,  and a dark brown backpack. Laying them on the counter top next to the deep wash sink, he waked back over the lift and flipped the toggle to the off position, Wilson swung a bit to the right as he steadied himself above the mouth of the well.
 
"When's Danny gonna be back? Like 15 minutes?" asked Wilson.

"Yeah, probably. He just went out for gas and cigs." answered Paul. But this wasn't the truth, Danny had already gassed-up and was on his way to Nogales.
 
Wilson stepped out of the well and unhooked himself from the lift. Paul unlatched the lock on the aluminum case and opened the top to reveal a 9mm Sig and matching suppressor fitted neatly into the foam.  This had been a "throw-away" gun Paul got from Danny, and he thought to himself that it was really too nice a gun for this job. Sad.

"Grab all your stuff, we aren't coming back any time soon." Paul advised Wilson as he removed the pistol from the case and inserted a magazine that held only 2 rounds.

"What about the welding gear, gas, chemicals, and engineering plans down there?" Asked Wilson, now turning to look for his custom jacket with sewn-in shoulder holster. The holster, holding the 1934 Colt  Pattern-1911 he had carried daily for the last 13 years, was hand-stitched from lamb skin and sewn into the natural location under the arm pit. The gun had belonged to his father and served in both Korea and Vietnam, it had served Wilson faithfully as well. Wilson was just as his father, a man that believed he had better things waiting for him always right around the corner.  They both shared a cocky disposition, and with it a confidence that ultimately betrayed his father, that genetic hand-me-down would soon also betray Wilson.

"Throw me my key and let's be ready to hit the road, the clean-up guys will be here in about an hour, I want to be long gone by then." Paul said as he deliberately screwed the suppressor onto his Sig.

Pulling the key ring apart and tossing one of the two cage-keys over to Paul, Wilson reached down to the floor to pick up the jacket he had been looking for. It was lighter than expected, and Wilson instantly realized his pistol was not in the holster.

"Oh Shi...." Wilson began to say as he swung around to face Paul.

SNAP. POP.

Paul looked down at Wilson slumped on the floor, his eyes were wide open, a single stream of blood trailing down between his eyebrows and onto the bridge of his nose.

Paul took a deep breath. Then another. d

Then he grabbed Wilson by the shirt collars and dragged his body over to the well. Bending him into two and pushing him into the hole, he watched the body fall onto the light they had placed on the floor of the well. As the lamp crushed under the weight of Wilson's body and extinguished the light, Paul tossed the Sig and suppressor down into the dark of the hole.


Attaching two liquid propane tanks to the hooks on the lift, Paul hoisted them down into the well.  He had neglected to tell Wilson that they were both the fabrication team and the clean team. But he figured it wouldn't matter much considering the circumstances.

Emptying the contents of the backpack and affixing the simple detonator he had Wilson fabricate from a cell phone earlier to the plastique, also the handiwork of Wilson's, Paul inserted the two hot wires and armed the bomb. The plastique was destined as the catalyst for what lay in the cage, or so it was told to Wilson, but today it would be used to erase the traces of the project. Paul placed the plastique on top of a another liquid propane tank and wrapped it with soft welding rod, which worked surprisingly well. He rolled the propane tank over to the mouth of the well and hooked it onto an unused hoist. Manually rolling it up and then over into the hole, Paul slowly let it descend into the darkness. It landed softly without a noise, Paul assumed that meant it came to rest on top of Wilson's body.

Starting the engine on the Bobcat, Paul shifted into gear and drove through the interior roll-up door with the cage and motored over to the  parked BMW. He popped the trunk and slid the cage off the forks using the nice built-in roller on the bottom of the cage, massaging it into the trunk. He closed the trunk, just barely clearing the cage top. Perfect engineering, another Wilson contribution.   

He walked back through the roll-up door to the interior "office". Pulling down and closing the door behind him, he walked over the cabinet where he had placed his hat and Wilson's pistol. Paul released and then re-inserted the full magazine into the 1934 Colt  Pattern-1911 he had just "inherited" and slid it into the small of his back.

Closing the door behind him and exiting the makeshift "office", which only recently had been haphazardly erected to conceal the entrance to the well, Paul sealed the final resting place for Wilson and he walked towards the garage door mechanism. Flipping the switch and watching the door roll-up,  he looked down the street both ways, scanning for suspicious cars. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary he exhaled hard. Spitting onto the sidewalk and then turning back towards the garage, he walked to the BMW. Checking his back pocket for his wallet, then his front for his cigarettes, he reassured himself that he was ready to go. Check.

Seating himself into the driver's seat and turning the key, the 8 mighty cylinders roared to life. He pulled out of the door and eased into the street, checking his mirrors. Slowly rolling down the block, he came to a stop at the stop sign. He pulled from his front pocket his lighter and a box of Marlboros, he inserted the  filter end into his mouth and bit the tube of tobacco into half two halves. He spit the filter half out the window and stuck the other half into his mouth.  He flicked the blue BIC and lit the cigarette.

Pulling from his pocket a vintage '90's cell phone, he flipped it open and dialed '4-5-4', the phone rang once, then twice.

KAAAABOOOOOOOM!!!!!


Paul made a right hand turn and 18 seconds later he was entering the southbound freeway. Flipping the stereo to the CD function, he pressed PLAY. Easing over to the middle lane and placing the car on cruise control, Paul headed towards the Arizona border to the Eagles "Hotel California".




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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 06, 2008, 04:25:48 PM »
Hey Guys....

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 03, 2008, 04:09:14 PM »
Damn, i just got banned on the .net!

 :'(

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Off Topic Discussion / Re: Thread about nothing #3
« on: December 03, 2008, 03:53:04 PM »
shes broke as a joke,

This is where you get to pull the "what's in it for me" line...
Go for backdoor action or get her to bring a friend over.

Stand your ground and demand both.

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