alcoholics and all druggies are the same. they aren't good people that fell victim to substance abuse, they were dirt bags from the start.
anyway, if you've ever lived with them you know there's two effective modes of being: constant battle, or prey mode. Constant battle is tiring, and you aren't winning the war of attrition against someone addicted to substances that give them more energy and emotional motivation. so avoidance is what is resorted to; it's prey mode. there's no winning here either, because it's just as stressing, it just wears you down more slowly and is extremely damaging to the psyche
point is, it's really only a problem you have with alcoholics, normal people who are mature and know how to practice moderation don't pull these stunts
I'm defnitely off the wagon but yeah, fucking you get parents that you battle verbally or physically at a hats drop, siblings you battle when they think nobody else is looking, school kids grouping up to battle you. You're not a confrontational person but when you start to feel justified in a fight taking a beating over it or dealing one out aint going to always ruin your day. It's childish if you never learn to temper your anger and let things slide, then jump someone a couple years down the road when you have solid people to give you an alibi. You can totally change your life around.
I skimmed it.
You’re language needs to be more clear. Sounds biased to me though.
Spoiled by unique shit experience.
Understand that no matter how much you’ve seen, sweeping generalizations might just be based off of the little bit of the world you’ve seen.
People always talk about angry drunks like it’s so common. My little biased bit of the world happens to be that every drunk I’ve ever been around was funny and joyful. That’s probably 100+ different people.
He's not talking about going to a party with your friend he's talking about living with someone who is drunk every single day, that is not "funny and joyful"
Bet that’s not all you keep in the family buster brown eye. You and your family sound like trash people that ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
Only when I forget to take it off before I started drinking, then I just open the cylinder and set it in a drawer, or drop the mag and rack the slide into the drawer.
I got a box full of random ammo from emptying the chamber on semi's from forgetting to put my gun away before I had a few. So far it's only two brands and if I get a scale I can probably figure out which is which. Otherwise it's a little too ghetto having mixed types of ammo was going to just go plinking with it sometime
Of course I do, that is how I slammed my O/U Shotgun shit on my pinky finger, the nail still has some discolorating blood pigment under it a month or two later. >Nothing Like getting drunk With Bubba on some Vile and Evil Moon potion of Undeath shit and attempting to clean your gats till you stop seeing that skinwalker sihluette stalking you
nothing wrong with backyard plinking with a light buzz or getting progressively more shitfaced as you clean all your handguns in the span of a sunday afternoon
getting hammered knocks your mental acuity down to (sober) Russian levels and they seem to manage just fine
would also recommend running dry fire drills plain drunk as a way to simulate impairment from blood loss, insomnia, skipping breakfast, mild psychotic states, etc.
My lil bro shot our dad in the leg like 10 years ago when we were all drinking togheter. Rushed him to the ER, good thing he knew the vice-director there so we managed to keep the incident "in the family", (also they said my dad was lucky since it was close to an artery and he would've died if the bullet would've touched it).
My lil bro learned his lesson i didnt, almost (half accidentally) capped my now ex-girlfriend. I regret i didnt, the fucking bitch whore cheated on me with at least two dudes.
Fuck i hate women so much bros...
Bet that’s not all you keep in the family buster brown eye. You and your family sound like trash people that ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
maybe if you weren't a drunk you could get a woman that wouldn't cheat on you, gay.
[...]
We should probably slow down the drinking guys. I mean shooting our dads and exes? Doesn't this seem like a bit too much?
Bet that’s not all you keep in the family buster brown eye. You and your family sound like trash people that ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
>ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
Hey that's... Not fair... You can't... Say that...
[...]
Why are you pretending to be multiple people?
Only my designated drinking gun that I keep unloaded at all times so when I'm hammered I can put the barrel in my mouth, pull the trigger and feel the sweet release for even a millisecond when the hammer drops.
I want to kill myself so I can get away from him, so that he can't make me feel worthless or weak anymore. So he can't harass or abuse me anymore. So he can't play his twisted little mind games every day and gaslight me, saying I'm crazy if I try to call him out on it. I want to kill myself so I don't have to see his stupid stare anymore, and hear his fake voice, and watch him just manipulate and walk all over others, taking from the less fortunate and the weak. I want to kill myself so I don't have to hear him talk about his grandiose delusions to prop himself above everyone else, and then make up lies in his head to use to push others down below him, and then say they're lying if he gets called out for it.
I want to kill myself so badly so I don't have to feel the fear and anxiety just by being near him, like a rabbit hiding in it's hole, I'm always in prey mode, wondering what's hes going to do or say next, who he's going to antagonize and why. I want to kill myself because I know nobody else will ever stand up to him, and it's for the same reason I don't, it's because if he doesn't get his way or you get in his way he becomes violent, loud, and scary, and it's takes you back to when you were a helpless kid again just waiting for the beating, hoping your neck won't be broken, your face won't be caved. I want to kill myself so I don't have to think about him again and so it all doesn't flood back to me whenever I see or hear him.
By him, you mean the male face hidden under the makeup you see every day in the mirror and reflection of your screen, don't you?
He's never going away, because he is you. You'll always be a man.
My favorite to fuck around with are my nugget, my 1851, my ARX100, and my Mav 88. Sometimes fuck around with suppressed .22
Don't touch my Marlin (pre-remshit) or ARs drunk
I hypothetically trapshoot and drink from the time I get there until I leave which is about 5 hours with a group of buddies. It's about the only therapy I have and I actually do damn good at it, damn near won club high overall but I can't quite master doubles yet. Just don't be an inebriated douche bag and nobody cares, I have a good buzz the whole time though.
No.
Just your mother.
TAKBIR
HARAM
Only when drinking 190 grain alcohol and debating if today is the day in minecraft.
I dryfire my guns at passing cars and pedestrians outside my house when i'm intoxicated.
I got my license intoxicated, so I'm legally allowed
How am I supposed to prepare for a junkie breaking in while I'm drunk if I never practice my drunk shooting skills?
I’m not a chemist so I can’t define determine intoxication.
I miss him bros
He got in too early. Like five years later, and he'd have been huge.
Anon he has late stage MS and is either currently non-functional or dead
https://twitter.com/i/status/1632252437506531329
Yes last time I made fried chicken and pretended to be clint eastwood
I hate alcoholics
Why?
alcoholics and all druggies are the same. they aren't good people that fell victim to substance abuse, they were dirt bags from the start.
anyway, if you've ever lived with them you know there's two effective modes of being: constant battle, or prey mode. Constant battle is tiring, and you aren't winning the war of attrition against someone addicted to substances that give them more energy and emotional motivation. so avoidance is what is resorted to; it's prey mode. there's no winning here either, because it's just as stressing, it just wears you down more slowly and is extremely damaging to the psyche
point is, it's really only a problem you have with alcoholics, normal people who are mature and know how to practice moderation don't pull these stunts
>Piss poor gramar and spelling
>run-on schizoid sentences
>'I just made it up' anecdotes
Yeah.
You're coping, druggie
>projecting you know me
Sure thing bud
Humans evolved alongside alcohol. We made alcohol before we figured out not to shit where we eat.
Sorry your dad fucked you when he was drunk anon
Changed my mind, I'm not sorry. Don't ruin threads with your personal bullshit.
I'm defnitely off the wagon but yeah, fucking you get parents that you battle verbally or physically at a hats drop, siblings you battle when they think nobody else is looking, school kids grouping up to battle you. You're not a confrontational person but when you start to feel justified in a fight taking a beating over it or dealing one out aint going to always ruin your day. It's childish if you never learn to temper your anger and let things slide, then jump someone a couple years down the road when you have solid people to give you an alibi. You can totally change your life around.
I skimmed it.
You’re language needs to be more clear. Sounds biased to me though.
Spoiled by unique shit experience.
Understand that no matter how much you’ve seen, sweeping generalizations might just be based off of the little bit of the world you’ve seen.
People always talk about angry drunks like it’s so common. My little biased bit of the world happens to be that every drunk I’ve ever been around was funny and joyful. That’s probably 100+ different people.
He's not talking about going to a party with your friend he's talking about living with someone who is drunk every single day, that is not "funny and joyful"
Why are you pretending to be multiple people?
I can only handle them when I get my buzz on, they're scary otherwise. Mind your own business.
Only when I forget to take it off before I started drinking, then I just open the cylinder and set it in a drawer, or drop the mag and rack the slide into the drawer.
I got a box full of random ammo from emptying the chamber on semi's from forgetting to put my gun away before I had a few. So far it's only two brands and if I get a scale I can probably figure out which is which. Otherwise it's a little too ghetto having mixed types of ammo was going to just go plinking with it sometime
Of course I do, that is how I slammed my O/U Shotgun shit on my pinky finger, the nail still has some discolorating blood pigment under it a month or two later.
>Nothing Like getting drunk With Bubba on some Vile and Evil Moon potion of Undeath shit and attempting to clean your gats till you stop seeing that skinwalker sihluette stalking you
Always intoxicated.
Always armed.
nothing wrong with backyard plinking with a light buzz or getting progressively more shitfaced as you clean all your handguns in the span of a sunday afternoon
getting hammered knocks your mental acuity down to (sober) Russian levels and they seem to manage just fine
would also recommend running dry fire drills plain drunk as a way to simulate impairment from blood loss, insomnia, skipping breakfast, mild psychotic states, etc.
>Russians
>and they seem to manage just fine
Where the fuck have you been for the last year?
I've held them after two 16 oz cans of Pabst blue ribbon but I knew to make sure they were unloaded.
After a whiskey and some homemade cider drunkenly shot my 12 gauge over the heads of a few moose in my backyard after they wouldn't fuck off.
What are the specs of your cider?
>he doesn't train like he fights
ngmi
My lil bro shot our dad in the leg like 10 years ago when we were all drinking togheter. Rushed him to the ER, good thing he knew the vice-director there so we managed to keep the incident "in the family", (also they said my dad was lucky since it was close to an artery and he would've died if the bullet would've touched it).
My lil bro learned his lesson i didnt, almost (half accidentally) capped my now ex-girlfriend. I regret i didnt, the fucking bitch whore cheated on me with at least two dudes.
Fuck i hate women so much bros...
maybe if you weren't a drunk you could get a woman that wouldn't cheat on you, gay.
We should probably slow down the drinking guys. I mean shooting our dads and exes? Doesn't this seem like a bit too much?
Bet that’s not all you keep in the family buster brown eye. You and your family sound like trash people that ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
>ride financial coattails of someone better that died 40 years ago.
Hey that's... Not fair... You can't... Say that...
These posts are all me
I don't get intoxicated
You look fucking freaky dude.
Only my designated drinking gun that I keep unloaded at all times so when I'm hammered I can put the barrel in my mouth, pull the trigger and feel the sweet release for even a millisecond when the hammer drops.
Hmm should I try this?
It hurts how much this is relatable.
Oh wait, no it's not. I'm not a chud
I want to kill myself so I can get away from him, so that he can't make me feel worthless or weak anymore. So he can't harass or abuse me anymore. So he can't play his twisted little mind games every day and gaslight me, saying I'm crazy if I try to call him out on it. I want to kill myself so I don't have to see his stupid stare anymore, and hear his fake voice, and watch him just manipulate and walk all over others, taking from the less fortunate and the weak. I want to kill myself so I don't have to hear him talk about his grandiose delusions to prop himself above everyone else, and then make up lies in his head to use to push others down below him, and then say they're lying if he gets called out for it.
I want to kill myself so badly so I don't have to feel the fear and anxiety just by being near him, like a rabbit hiding in it's hole, I'm always in prey mode, wondering what's hes going to do or say next, who he's going to antagonize and why. I want to kill myself because I know nobody else will ever stand up to him, and it's for the same reason I don't, it's because if he doesn't get his way or you get in his way he becomes violent, loud, and scary, and it's takes you back to when you were a helpless kid again just waiting for the beating, hoping your neck won't be broken, your face won't be caved. I want to kill myself so I don't have to think about him again and so it all doesn't flood back to me whenever I see or hear him.
By him, you mean the male face hidden under the makeup you see every day in the mirror and reflection of your screen, don't you?
He's never going away, because he is you. You'll always be a man.
YWNBAW
My favorite to fuck around with are my nugget, my 1851, my ARX100, and my Mav 88. Sometimes fuck around with suppressed .22
Don't touch my Marlin (pre-remshit) or ARs drunk
why did you guys have to make this thread so fucking weird?
chud who got butt fucked by his alcoholic dad decided to ruin a thread because, as usual, he can't keep his shit to himself.
I hypothetically trapshoot and drink from the time I get there until I leave which is about 5 hours with a group of buddies. It's about the only therapy I have and I actually do damn good at it, damn near won club high overall but I can't quite master doubles yet. Just don't be an inebriated douche bag and nobody cares, I have a good buzz the whole time though.
If you cannot clear your CCW Makarov, use it as a bottle opener, and return it to condition zero while blackout drunk, you are NOT the Strelok.
Your picture needs the time removed or edited to really work
Train how you fight
Makes cleaning guns a lot more tolerable, I just keep the ammo far away