Monday, November 07, 2011

Fucking hippies......

Here's a comment and my reply to the fucking hippie that decided to make an ass out of itself when it read the post titled Otto's Reindeer here on Knuckledraggin.

Anonymous said...

WOW! I killed something that had no chance to defend itself. From 200 yards away! I AM A MAN!



Anonymous: If you ever left the warmth of your mommys' basement and tried to stalk an animal for hours in the freezing cold with no concealment to hide behind, you'd realize just how much of a man it took to make this kill.
Fuck you, go throw some wheat germ on your yogurt.

9 comments:

malp1022 said...

Nice job, also if he would leave his mommy's basement and actually get out into the wild he might even be able to get his head out of his ass

rpm2day said...

"Itself" heh,heh. Good one, Ken.

TexasFred said...

You heartless bastard, just buy your meat at the store like everyone else, where NO animals were hurt in the making of that meat...

Don't laugh, it's real...

OK, laugh your ass off, some dumbfucks actually believe that shit...

Subvet said...

That isn't a hat rack on top of their heads. Proof of that is here (just the first story I found, probably not the most recent): http://www.statesman.com/news/content/news/stories/local/2009/10/08/1008raredeer.html

Get some rutting buck to sight you and life can get real interesting real quick.

Anonymous said...

USA suckalot..

hope the islam rape ur ass out

wirecutter said...

Anonymous - Why let islam take care of your dirty work, you fucking coward?
My email address is all over this blog - email me when you get near Modesto. I'll meet you and we'll see how big a boy you really are, bitch.

rpm2day said...

Hey anonymous, show your face. I will if you will. Oh I forgot that you cowards always cover your faces because you're so fucking ugly.

wirecutter said...

Easy, RPM. DOWN BOY, DOWN!
There's plenty of liberal cowards for us all.

Howie Honky said...

Actually - shooting something that has no chance to defend itself from 200 / 400 / 600 yards out was a common goal for a lot of us back in the late 60s; it was called 'sniping' and the object was to kill the bastard before he knew you were there.
Of course, we never et him, though.