tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5183651835847025449.post6940012725954119132..comments2024-03-19T06:05:37.466-05:00Comments on Knuckledraggin My Life Away : Copswirecutterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12525620516837946733noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5183651835847025449.post-25918957311759996772012-04-20T20:09:17.879-05:002012-04-20T20:09:17.879-05:00Fuck Obama.Fuck Obama.wirecutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12525620516837946733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5183651835847025449.post-27378619151297770412012-04-20T20:02:35.155-05:002012-04-20T20:02:35.155-05:00My new official position on the whole cop hating t...My new official position on the whole cop hating thing is I don't care.<br /><br />I will tell you this. A cop never stole anything from me, raised my taxes. We pay them to draw a hard line and the truth is...everyone thinks they are special. People don't like anyone telling em what to do. I get that. That ain't about cops so much- as it's about people and their attitudes.<br /><br />I can't say I hate a class of anyone... well except politicians. Them fuckers- I hate.<br /><br />Having said that, white flag time. <br /><br />Fuck Obama.Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11009623520148094685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5183651835847025449.post-35720160753027621742012-04-20T18:09:22.158-05:002012-04-20T18:09:22.158-05:00Back in '99 stationed at Ft. Campbell, KY we l...Back in '99 stationed at Ft. Campbell, KY we lived in a rent house on the Tennessee side out the back gate WAY out in the countryside, beautiful. Dotsonville, Dunbar Road. Got my girls their first dog at the city pound, a full blooded Blue Heeler tiny puppy. Named him Zippy after the dog in the movie with Tom Berenger and Barbara Hershey about the Cheyenne indians, The Ox-Bow or something like that. The local cattle rancher was up on the hill in a fine house lookin down his back deck on one of his pastures. Everybody's dog ran loose there, normal. Winter, subfreezing,dog missing. Two days later after searching to no avail, I notice a ring of 10-12 cattle in a circle facing inward in the cattleman's backdoor pasture. I go see. There is Zippy with a small hole just above his left front leg with an exit wound the size of a half-dollar on the other, a single drop of blood frozen out his nose. obvious scoped rifle shot. I carry the dog home(1 year old now)and dig a grave in the frozen ground. My girls are beside themselves with grief. I told them a cow stepped on him by accident. The rancher has a stupid dog that is at my house everyday. I pop it between the eyes and keep it warm in my garage till the next morning on my way in to PT at 0500. I stop at the ranchers mailbox and stuff the entire dog into it and close door. It is about 17 degrees. I'm sure dog froze solid. I hope he had a good time removing it.dhanna59noreply@blogger.com