As for Mr. Trump, if he goes through with any of this, yep, I will be more than disappointed, however, until something more than words are thrown, I'll just sit and wait.
Thank Gee GOlly for good ol' Trump, our 2A is safe
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As for Mr. Trump, if he goes through with any of this, yep, I will be more than disappointed, however, until something more than words are thrown, I'll just sit and wait.
Dr. Evil
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Agreed. That nut would be a more mature killer in 3 years. Just a different set of 17 year olds.
Yeah, and some, yesterday were fine with getting rid of Bump Stocks and other things of that nature. They wonder why our Rights keep disappearing.
Shameful does not even come close, Darth!
But hey, if we give up X, we might gain Y.
You know, that thing that has never happened before, yet we still pretend "we'll get them this time!"
Dr. Evil
20×102mm Vulcan
I haven't posted the cake analogy enough on here I guess.
I was on the forum for a decent amount of time yesterday. I also watched the CNN special, not sure which I was more angry with.
SmallGameAddict
.308 Win
From one veteran to another, thank you for your service.
SmallGameAddict
.308 Win
That hurts. I like beer, and I don't drink and drive.
MothMan
.338 Win Mag
Thank you!
Now to say I can’t fucking stand that statement. It’s to easy, it’s like “I’m sorry” it’s used to assuage guilt.
SmallGameAddict
.308 Win
My giving credit where credit's due.
Marine Cpl
.577 Tyrannosaur.
Yes you have!
Dr. Evil
20×102mm Vulcan
Let's say I have this cake. It is a very nice cake, with "GUN RIGHTS" written across the top in lovely floral icing. I received it from the 2nd amendment and the Dick act of 1902.
Along you come and say, "Give me that cake." I say, "No, it's my cake." You say, "Let's compromise. Give me half." I respond by asking what I get out of this compromise, and you reply that I get to keep half of my cake.
Okay, we compromise. Let us call this compromise The National Firearms Act of 1934.
There I am with my half of the cake, and you walk back up and say, "Give me that cake."
I say, "No, it's my cake."
You say, "Let's compromise." What do I get out of this compromise? Why, I get to keep half of what's left of the cake I already own.
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Gun Control Act of 1968 -- and I'm left holding what is now just a quarter of my cake.
And I'm sitting in the corner with my quarter piece of cake, and here you come again. You want my cake. Again.
You say, "Let's compromise once more." What do I get out of this compromise? I get to keep one eighth of what's left of the cake I already own?
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Machine gun ban of 1986 -- and I'm left holding what is now just an eighth of my cake.
I sit back in the corner with just my eighth of cake that I once owned outright and completely, I glance up and here you come once more.
You say nothing and just grab my cake; This time you take several bites -- we'll call this compromise the Clinton Executive Orders -- and I'm left with about a tenth of what has always been MY DAMN CAKE and you've got nine-tenths of it.
Then we compromised with the Lautenberg Act (nibble, nibble), the HUD/Smith and Wesson agreement (nibble, nibble), the Brady Law (NOM NOM NOM), the School Safety and Law Enforcement Improvement Act (sweet tap-dancing Freyja, my finger!)
I'm left holding crumbs of what was once a large and satisfying cake, and you're standing there with most of MY CAKE, making anime eyes and whining about being "reasonable", and wondering "why we won't compromise".
I'm done with being reasonable, and I'm done with compromise. Nothing about gun control in this country has ever been "reasonable" nor a genuine "compromise".
Marine Cpl
.577 Tyrannosaur.
Lol! Fucker!Let's say I have this cake. It is a very nice cake, with "GUN RIGHTS" written across the top in lovely floral icing. I received it from the 2nd amendment and the Dick act of 1902.
Along you come and say, "Give me that cake." I say, "No, it's my cake." You say, "Let's compromise. Give me half." I respond by asking what I get out of this compromise, and you reply that I get to keep half of my cake.
Okay, we compromise. Let us call this compromise The National Firearms Act of 1934.
There I am with my half of the cake, and you walk back up and say, "Give me that cake."
I say, "No, it's my cake."
You say, "Let's compromise." What do I get out of this compromise? Why, I get to keep half of what's left of the cake I already own.
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Gun Control Act of 1968 -- and I'm left holding what is now just a quarter of my cake.
And I'm sitting in the corner with my quarter piece of cake, and here you come again. You want my cake. Again.
You say, "Let's compromise once more." What do I get out of this compromise? I get to keep one eighth of what's left of the cake I already own?
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Machine gun ban of 1986 -- and I'm left holding what is now just an eighth of my cake.
I sit back in the corner with just my eighth of cake that I once owned outright and completely, I glance up and here you come once more.
You say nothing and just grab my cake; This time you take several bites -- we'll call this compromise the Clinton Executive Orders -- and I'm left with about a tenth of what has always been MY DAMN CAKE and you've got nine-tenths of it.
Then we compromised with the Lautenberg Act (nibble, nibble), the HUD/Smith and Wesson agreement (nibble, nibble), the Brady Law (NOM NOM NOM), the School Safety and Law Enforcement Improvement Act (sweet tap-dancing Freyja, my finger!)
I'm left holding crumbs of what was once a large and satisfying cake, and you're standing there with most of MY CAKE, making anime eyes and whining about being "reasonable", and wondering "why we won't compromise".
I'm done with being reasonable, and I'm done with compromise. Nothing about gun control in this country has ever been "reasonable" nor a genuine "compromise".
SmallGameAddict
.308 Win
Was it chocolate cake? With chocolate frosting?Let's say I have this cake. It is a very nice cake, with "GUN RIGHTS" written across the top in lovely floral icing. I received it from the 2nd amendment and the Dick act of 1902.
Along you come and say, "Give me that cake." I say, "No, it's my cake." You say, "Let's compromise. Give me half." I respond by asking what I get out of this compromise, and you reply that I get to keep half of my cake.
Okay, we compromise. Let us call this compromise The National Firearms Act of 1934.
There I am with my half of the cake, and you walk back up and say, "Give me that cake."
I say, "No, it's my cake."
You say, "Let's compromise." What do I get out of this compromise? Why, I get to keep half of what's left of the cake I already own.
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Gun Control Act of 1968 -- and I'm left holding what is now just a quarter of my cake.
And I'm sitting in the corner with my quarter piece of cake, and here you come again. You want my cake. Again.
You say, "Let's compromise once more." What do I get out of this compromise? I get to keep one eighth of what's left of the cake I already own?
So, we have your compromise -- let us call this one the Machine gun ban of 1986 -- and I'm left holding what is now just an eighth of my cake.
I sit back in the corner with just my eighth of cake that I once owned outright and completely, I glance up and here you come once more.
You say nothing and just grab my cake; This time you take several bites -- we'll call this compromise the Clinton Executive Orders -- and I'm left with about a tenth of what has always been MY DAMN CAKE and you've got nine-tenths of it.
Then we compromised with the Lautenberg Act (nibble, nibble), the HUD/Smith and Wesson agreement (nibble, nibble), the Brady Law (NOM NOM NOM), the School Safety and Law Enforcement Improvement Act (sweet tap-dancing Freyja, my finger!)
I'm left holding crumbs of what was once a large and satisfying cake, and you're standing there with most of MY CAKE, making anime eyes and whining about being "reasonable", and wondering "why we won't compromise".
I'm done with being reasonable, and I'm done with compromise. Nothing about gun control in this country has ever been "reasonable" nor a genuine "compromise".
Dr. Evil
20×102mm Vulcan
Devil's food of course.
Dr. Evil
20×102mm Vulcan
It's got a layer of "leave me the fuck alone" in it.
Kind of nasty, I do something wrong? I was only asking about pudding.
SmallGameAddict
.308 Win
What I'm wondering is, what the hell possesses these kids to grab a gun, walk into a school, and start shooting other kids. I absolutely cannot fathom it. You destroy peoples lives, and throw the rest of your life away. For what? What did you ultimately accomplish, you selfish prick.
Politicians are pushing to change the law back to needing to be 21 in order to buy a long gun.
WHAT
I swear to god, I’m less than a year away
I haven’t waited over half my life to buy a firearm for them to tell me I can’t for another 4 years
Dr. Evil
20×102mm Vulcan
Not you. That layer was directed at those that want my cake.
You're in the best place for this to happen.
Happened when they upped the drinking age too.
You wait and wait...almost there...you got it buddy...DENIED!
It's easy for people to toss the rights of others out when it won't personally affect them.
