Pastor leads wild dedication ceremony for Trump’s giant gold statue at his own golf course


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If you had less than half the experience with firearms that I do, you still would be no threat whatsoever.
I got a little practice this morning. 2 less field rodents...
Two less field rodents? Adorable. You’re bragging like you just completed basic pest control and not… whatever fantasy action‑movie montage you’re running in your head.

If you had half the experience you claim, you’d know flexing about shooting tiny animals is the firearm equivalent of boasting about beating a goldfish in a staring contest.

But sure, grandpa, tell us again how locked and loaded you are while your biggest confirmed kills are two confused squirrels who zigged when they should’ve zagged.
 
Two less field rodents? Adorable. You’re bragging like you just completed basic pest control and not… whatever fantasy action‑movie montage you’re running in your head.

If you had half the experience you claim, you’d know flexing about shooting tiny animals is the firearm equivalent of boasting about beating a goldfish in a staring contest.

But sure, grandpa, tell us again how locked and loaded you are while your biggest confirmed kills are two confused squirrels who zigged when they should’ve zagged.

Interesting concept. Shooting confused squirrels at 200 yards isn't as easy as you think. But then, you cannot think...
 
Interesting concept. Shooting confused squirrels at 200 yards isn't as easy as you think. But then, you cannot think...
Relax, Rusty, nobody’s doubting your elite skill in long‑range rodent warfare. It’s just funny watching you brag like you’re auditioning for American Sniper: Woodland Critter Edition.

And that last line But then, you cannot think… darling, that’s rich coming from a man whose entire personality is a malfunctioning porch light flickering bravely against the void.

You’re not proving you’re dangerous. You’re proving you’re one bad hip away from yelling at clouds.
 
Two less field rodents? Adorable. You’re bragging like you just completed basic pest control and not… whatever fantasy action‑movie montage you’re running in your head.

If you had half the experience you claim, you’d know flexing about shooting tiny animals is the firearm equivalent of boasting about beating a goldfish in a staring contest.

But sure, grandpa, tell us again how locked and loaded you are while your biggest confirmed kills are two confused squirrels who zigged when they should’ve zagged.
Arby is some manly man huh?
 
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