Something I Read on ARF... Holy Crap!

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Hammer21b said:
I do, she's an impeccable judge of character!
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I love love love German shepherds my first dog as a child was one his name was Rennie tin tin or Rennie for short . That dog looked over me like crazy, one night as I was bringing him in I was letting him hang around upstairs before he went into basement for the night. Well I done something to deserve a spanking well when my dad did Rennie clamped on to his wrist he wasn't allowed upstairs after that and I got a double spanking lol Rennie lived to be about 17... As you can tell I still think about him now and then
 
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I like Panzer to death! She thinks she owns me!
 
Love stories like this. I have a few that I wouldn't share online, but one I will.

While I was at my (unoccupied at the time) parent's house cleaning mine and my pop's hunting revolvers, three guys pulled up in a truck with an absolute beat to hell stump grinder on a trailer. I stepped out onto the porch and asked them what they needed, both Redhawks laying on the counter right by the door. At the time, I didn't catch the full gravity of what the driver said as he stepped out of his car, but it was "We thought the older folks that lived here might need some stumps ground up". My parents live off the road, so there is only one way these people could now something like that, but again, that didn't even hit me. I told him we weren't interested and to get off the property.

What did strike me is the terrible feeling these people gave me. I started to step back into the house, half way in, and he was already at the bottom of the stairs and the passenger door was open when I saw our German Shepherd step out from behind one of our vehicles, growling and her hair on end. He looked back, turned back to me and said "That dog better not do anything". By the time he turned back to me, I had that Redhawk on him. In one of my coolest moments of hero dialogue ever I told him "You ought not worry about the dog", but I probably sounded more like the voice-cracking pimple kid from The Simpsons than Eastwood. Luckily, neither of them noticed that the damn things wasn't loaded, despite the glaringly empty cylinder.

The passenger door shut and the driver walked almost backwards to the driver side in large steps. A few days later there was a story in the paper about Travelers stealing out of people's houses while the others distracted homeowners with chores that needed done in the yard.
 
Hammer21b said:
A couple of years ago I'd just came home from a deployment. I couldn't sleep as I was still on Afghanistan time. At 0130 in the morning, I head out to Willy World to just walk around and look at stuff I hadn't seen in a year. I'd pulled on a pair of old BDU pants and my Combat boots. I always park my truck in the South 40. I don't want anyone parking right up against it. When I came out , there was 3 little white thugs sitting on a car close to my truck in the semi dark parking lot. All of them were watching me and one finally said something about liking my boots and taking them. I didn't even stop, but pushed my jacket back to where I could get the Beretta M-9 I was carrying and the talkative one stopped getting off the car. I got in the truck and left but I had made my mind up that he wasn't going to live long if he came off that car! And that's the mindset you have to have to get out of that kind of situation. I'm glad I didn't have to pull the trigger, I didn't want to, but I would have. Looking back I can see the headline: Crazy Vet with PTSD returns from Afghanistan and shoots an unarmed kid!
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Hickory WM? You might have gotten a key to the city for cleaning it up a bit. lol

I came out one night and a older lady was packing up her stuff and parked by the door. A car load of punks started running their mouth and cussing her. I had to get by them. Didn't want to go in front so I turned to go behind. That exposed my OC'd G19 to the kid in the passenger seat. All I heard was, "Dudes got a gun!" That car was on Hwy 70 in about 20 seconds. Priceless.

Talking about going zero to 60. Last night at 3:30 am I went from asleep in the hammock in Cataloochee campground to up and armed with a flashlight and handgun. A bear decided to dig through the bed of the neighbors truck. A 300 lb bear, a stack of wood, and an old truck bed make a heck of a racket at night. The only 2 times I have thought about drawing or had a gun in hand have been for animals so far. One dog, one bear.
 
chiefjason said:
Hickory WM? You might have gotten a key to the city for cleaning it up a bit. lol

I came out one night and a older lady was packing up her stuff and parked by the door. A car load of punks started running their mouth and cussing her. I had to get by them. Didn't want to go in front so I turned to go behind. That exposed my OC'd G19 to the kid in the passenger seat. All I heard was, "Dudes got a gun!" That car was on Hwy 70 in about 20 seconds. Priceless.

Talking about going zero to 60. Last night at 3:30 am I went from asleep in the hammock in Cataloochee campground to up and armed with a flashlight and handgun. A bear decided to dig through the bed of the neighbors truck. A 300 lb bear, a stack of wood, and an old truck bed make a heck of a racket at night. The only 2 times I have thought about drawing or had a gun in hand have been for animals so far. One dog, one bear.
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We've had bear issues up at the campground in Linville this week. Lee, our caretaker, ran it out of his garage one morning at 0500. It's been in the dumpster, trash cans and cruising around the cabins. Lee said it would go 350-400 pounds. That's a sizable bear! I'd make a good rug!
 
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The only 2 times I have thought about drawing or had a gun in hand have been for animals so far.
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I killed two dogs that killed my daughter's kitten when they came back 3 days later. 5.56 softpoints didn't exit just as a FYI.
 
I frog hunt the local lakes (sometimes by myself) during the summer months and even if the ramp is full when I launch I guarantee it'll be empty when I come back in. I had launched on Tillery at the 24/27/73 ramp just before dark and went about my business.
Things were going pretty good until about 2:30 or so when I discovered I was out of smokes. I was less than a 1/4 mile from the truck so I gassed it and went back to the ramp. I saw 3 young guys sitting on the tailgate of a pickup drinking beer and smoking (what I can't imagine) I tied up and as I walked by (50-60 feet away) one of them said something to the effect of "take us for a boat ride". I ignored him and continued toward the truck.
I got the smokes and then went into the truck bed and retrieved my shorter (6') 5 pronged fish gig and pulled the protective cover. As I walked back to the boat they came off the tailgate with a course that would intercept me before I got to the boat. One asked what that was I had and I said, "I'm tired of shooting the frogs so I'll gig them the rest of the night." When I said "shooting" they stopped dead in their tracks but didn't back up. I had to pass within about 15 feet of them and I made damned sure my shirt was pulled back far enough they could see the 1911 I carry. They stood there while I got back into the boat and pulled away.
I figured they would target my truck so I idled under the bridge but immediately turned around and came back far enough to see what was going on. My 4 stroke is so quiet they couldn't hear me and I hadn't turned on any lights. They went back to their tailgate, stood around a few minutes and then left, thank God....... Everything was fine when I came back in around first light.
 
Threads like this are why I have to periodically talk myself out of just toting an underfolder AK covered in blue tape and 90210 stickers around everywhere with me. I'm guessing nobody would randomly ask for money or cigarettes anymore. I'd probably meet a lot more cops though.
 
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chiefjason said:
A 300 lb bear, a stack of wood, and an old truck bed make a heck of a racket at night. The only 2 times I have thought about drawing or had a gun in hand have been for animals so far. One dog, one bear.
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Many, many years ago during the phase of the GWOT when they were passing training $$ out like candy, we did some small unit training in Montana. Of course, we didn't have live rounds for any weapons. The area ranger lent us a S&W 500 for the bears, said they were plentiful, and could be quite mean. We gave the pistol to the Marine who was the best shot and we huddled around him. Never saw a bear, but we saw tracks. The ranger said that judging by the tracks the bear was around 700-900 pounds. Of course, every snap of a twig, every rustle of ground, in my mind was a grizzly after me.
 
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Many, many years ago during the phase of the GWOT when they were passing training $$ out like candy, we did some small unit training in Montana. Of course, we didn't have live rounds for any weapons. The area ranger lent us a S&W 500 for the bears, said they were plentiful, and could be quite mean. We gave the pistol to the Marine who was the best shot and we huddled around him. Never saw a bear, but we saw tracks. The ranger said that judging by the tracks the bear was around 700-900 pounds. Of course, every snap of a twig, every rustle of ground, in my mind was a grizzly after me.
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No shit. I'd be spraying the guy I liked the least with honey and BBQ sauce.
 
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Well here is my story. It isn't as action packed as some but it did make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

I was leaving Lowes with my wife having just picked up a new cabinet unit for our kitchen. It was dark but still early, maybe around 8 or 9 pm. I had the box tied down in the bed of the truck, but as we turned on to Capital Blvd., the box fell over. So I pulled over into a nearby strip mall parking lot to readjust. I parked near the far end of the lot instead of close to the shops because I wanted to be able to just drive off instead of dealing with any traffic even though the lot was fairly empty. My wife stayed in the truck and I got out. I am at the tailgate readjusting my tie downs when I notice a car pull in to the parking lot. This guy pulls in about 3 or 4 spaces down from us even farther away from the stores and is staring at me. We are all alone on our side of the lot.

I just got that feeling that something wasn't right. His car is on the driver's side of my truck. So I go to the passenger side of the truck and open the door. My wife sees me on alert and she hops out of my way and makes herself as small as possible. I had put my xdm in my console to drive without it poking me (dumb to get out without it but I thought it would just be a second). So I open the console and put my hand on it without taking it out of the console and stare at this guy. He is still staring at me. After a second of staring at me with my hand in the console, he cranks his car up, does a full lap around my truck and then drives off.

I get in the truck as fast as I can and we get out of there. I hate Capital blvd. And I don't go to that Lowes any more after dark.
 
Climberman said:
Well here is my story. It isn't as action packed as some but it did make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

I was leaving Lowes with my wife having just picked up a new cabinet unit for our kitchen. It was dark but still early, maybe around 8 or 9 pm. I had the box tied down in the bed of the truck, but as we turned on to Capital Blvd., the box fell over. So I pulled over into a nearby strip mall parking lot to readjust. I parked near the far end of the lot instead of close to the shops because I wanted to be able to just drive off instead of dealing with any traffic even though the lot was fairly empty. My wife stayed in the truck and I got out. I am at the tailgate readjusting my tie downs when I notice a car pull in to the parking lot. This guy pulls in about 3 or 4 spaces down from us even farther away from the stores and is staring at me. We are all alone on our side of the lot.

I just got that feeling that something wasn't right. His car is on the driver's side of my truck. So I go to the passenger side of the truck and open the door. My wife sees me on alert and she hops out of my way and makes herself as small as possible. I had put my xdm in my console to drive without it poking me (dumb to get out without it but I thought it would just be a second). So I open the console and put my hand on it without taking it out of the console and stare at this guy. He is still staring at me. After a second of staring at me with my hand in the console, he cranks his car up, does a full lap around my truck and then drives off.

I get in the truck as fast as I can and we get out of there. I hate Capital blvd. And I don't go to that Lowes any more after dark.
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I used to live out there in 2002 and it wasn't bad. Now it's a right cesspit.
 
I've had to draw exactly 3 times & each time, the desired outcome was achieved- the booger eater found somewhere else he needed to be & quickly.

Never "saw the elephant" during my 20 years, but spent a lot of time in Africa, "uniforms not authorized", wasting taxpayer money in places not exactly friendly to Americans. My SA stays cranked to 11 & I avoid crowds & sketchy looking situations like the plague.
 
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