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One of the pilots that flew over Libya last name Glasser his son is a doctor at my hospital. :) he has some cool stories!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

LOL smartass I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

Well part of the problem was that lady with the kid just scooting her kid a foot or so away from the robber with a gun! I understand shock and that it takes a while to process things in a situation like that but jesus the first thing i'd do is get infront of my kid and get to the other end of the room!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

Ok ya so the guy smacking his skill on the concrete probly knocked him out but still thats one hell of a slap!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

The robber fired one shot just before running away. You can see the ceiling material floating around in the air plus the clerk ducked right before he opened fire. What would you do if you had a gun in your hand and this guy put a round over your head? Ya i'd shoot his ass too. Running away or not I'm returning fire b/c he just tried to kill me. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

what a shocker! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AA_dgRdDhk&feature=related and to the people that are gonna say Oh well if they would have just given him the money noone would have gotten hurt! What do you think the cops would have done if they showed up right as the guy was coming out of the Hotel with a gun? Kuddo to the guy for being able to hit the guy three times after getting shot at in a panic situation. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

He got knocked the FUCK OUT!! http://www.break.com/index/hard_slap_knocks_kid_out_cold.html I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

When i dropped by the crew at Monterey were fucking awsome!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

that desire is b/c they don't show whats attacking the city. Kinda pisses me off. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

does he have enough jumps to be on the Velo 150? I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

See thats something i'm not sure about. The 1911 isn't being sold its just being given to a different family member. i will get it registered in my name here though. Just hope they don't ask where i got it. Oh and john as for home defense Thats my I'm gonna be getting a USP .45 that i'll keep in my room. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

but DaaaAAAAd!!!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

hahaha How does a gun safe that will be bolted to the foundation with biometric pass code sound? Keep the mags and ammo in a different part of the house. And yes Its being shipped from LA to CA. I'll be getting it registered to me as soon as it arrives. He was thinking about sending me some black talons but i told him not to. LOL I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

Well atleast he isn't trying to blame the damn gun. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

My dad used to carry a Colt 1911 Gold Cup on his hip when he was a cop. My step dad just sent it to me along with the receiver for my Ruger 10/22. Can't wait to get to the range with the 1911 and to build my 10/22 into a tack driver.

NIce your such a knuckle dragger!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

hehehe i can almost see you guys standing up a little straighter. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

No problem.

you do? thats nice to hear. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

No problem :) i just wish it would get stuck at the top...... I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

I'v had something in my eye for about 5 mins now. Must be going around. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

I know its an email pass around but i don't give a damn. The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep. Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear. And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. "What are you doing?" I asked without fear, "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!" For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light Then he sighed and he said, "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice, I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. My Gramps died at ' Pearl ' on a day in December," Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram' always remembers." "My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ', And now it is my turn and so, here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while, But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile." Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue... an American flag. "I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home". "I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat. I can carry the weight of killing another, Or lay down my life with my sister and brother." "Who stand at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall." "So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, Your family is waiting and I'll be all right." "But isn't there something I can do, at the least, Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?" "It seems all too little for all that you've done, For being away from your wife and your son." Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, "Just tell us you love us, and never forget. To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone, To stand your own watch, no matter how long." "For when we come home, either standing or dead, To know you remember we fought and we bled. Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, That we mattered to you as you mattered to us." To all the troops that Have or are serving Thank you!!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

hoooooooot!!!!!!!!!!!!! I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

dude supposed to be FEMALE skydivers..............not guys with there junk flapping around. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

Some people would say the same thing about you. You risk a hell of a lot more than a broken leg (at her age not a big deal) everytime you jump. Do you think about the consequences of your jumping everytime you exit? Is the fame and possible pain worth it? Jesus lay off the poor girl. It was her last race and she was 150 yards from the finish line. Crawling over the line didn't do anything to her leg that wasn't already done. I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin