Finius

6.08 should in theory offer decent accuracy. Drill-polish it and clean it, see if that makes any difference.

POW! RIGHT IN THE KISSER! DOUBLE POST ALL UP IN YO' FACE. The word "reem" makes me angry. Frankly I find it silly, it is clearly the result of some poor, mentally challenged teenager trying to express how much they like "rimming" (which I will not explain for PG13 loveliness, but tbh, it's the internet, if you're on here, you probably have fairly easy going parents and you're just gonna google it anyway), and so now, everyone's walking round talking like a half-brained arse-wit comparing everything to the act of "rimming" (In my mind at least), and in all honesty, I wish people were less dirty. It also enrages me that I am a member of a dying breed; the true British gentleman. I think it's sad, if more men were like me, for a start, they'd all be getting way more action from everyone and could stop trying to steal my girlfriends and secondly, it would probably end world conflict, famine, disease and general strife. Now, I'm off out to a club in town to stick money down some girls undies whilst she jiggles about for me.

Just been called into work on my day off. FML. I haven't slept in forever and as soon as I'd put down the phone after agreeing to go save Harvester's kitchens from yet another meltdown (seriously, how would they cope if not for the might of Finius' wrath), I felt overcome by a wave of sleepy, but have plans between now and then and so cannot sleep This is karma for spending most of yesterday asleep on my couch...

I'm just napping before work Ed, but after I finish tonight I'll send you a well research reply to your last message A like button may be nice, but I fear I'd get "like-raped" I'll record him once I get hold of a spare camera to do so with! His name is Castiel, but we just call him "Lizard" most of the time. He isn't really fussy what you call him, but he doesn't like "herbert".

Moreover, your new weapon, will be comparable to the mythical Thor's hammer when you've finished giving it the love and adoration it deserves. Not only this, but buying an ICS L85 opens windows for copious amounts of correspondence with me, Finius. Today, I'm happy for a multitude of reasons: 1. As a rule, I do not celebrate Christmas, I am an atheist and due to some terrible events in my past, my mother is not comfortable with the whole festive season, thus I have never really done Christmas at all, but this year all of my friends are refusing to take "don't worry about it, it's fine, I never do Christmas" for an answer and they're insisting on giving me things, mostly little bits, but for the first time in my life I've got some friends who appreciate me and the things I'll do for them enough to not use the fact I don't usually do it as an excuse to leave me out of everything. Yeah, I don't "celebrate" Christmas, but it's nice for people to send some thought my way. 2. Somehow managed to bag myself a date with this absolutely drop-dead girl from Warwick Uni. How exactly I got her to agree to it, I don't know, I didn't even have to sacrifice any goats this time... 3. Payday. I've clocked over 200 hours in a month, I'm looking forward to when the shops open in four hours time...This also means paying off some debt, putting deposits on various things, maybe tattoos and a nice investment in airsoft. 4. I'm starting to really feel appreciated at work. Kitchen work does not come too easy to me, it's very intense where I work because they usually understaff my section, so sometimes I fluff it pretty bad, but the managers don't seem to care how much I cock up because I'm always there on time, and whenever I fluff it, I fix it, irrelevant of how stressed that makes me or how much longer it forces me to stay on the job. They show it in small ways people might find silly, but I've not had a job where the management didn't make me want to rip my eyeballs out before so it's nice. 5. I have trained my lizard to play Ant Smasher on my phone. This pleases me greatly.

For your 1911? I've got a sun thingy on one, the others are plain. I was going to have a custom set made but never got round to it thanks to the demise of my 1911

If he wants to come play, he's welcome

Another virtually sleepless night. Too tired to get out of bed, too awake to sleep. Fml.

I used to get S.A.D, but then I stopped getting S.A.D and got awesome instead. True story.

I think you all have Seasonal Affective Disorder...

Yes, yes I should. Nickona, I know an awfully good occult book with instructions for sigils designed to protect and ensure the quality of ones weapons, you're going to need the blood of a pure white goat and some magpie feathers to start with...

Yep, I'm very personable; also, I'd just done like SO MUCH ritual sacrifice. Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking anything more than friends here, I don't need any more wenches

Ah, shyness, hello my old enemy. I was very shy for a long while, so much so that people thought I'd got some deep terrible secret or some rubbish like that, but then one day, I woke up. I realised that I'm so damned awesome, that actually, by being too shy to make friends, I was doing a great wrong, cause people NEED Finius in their lives. The fact of the matter is, that I actually am amazing. I'm good looking, intelligent, funny, charismatic and generally about as close to James Bond as a realistic male can get, and that, in effect, is being modest. I'm not even being silly with you here, take a look at yourself without the usual bias and all that ridiculous notion of modesty where you have to pretend you're crap so people don't think you're annoying, would you want to be friends with you? I'd bloody love to be friends with me, it doesn't matter the qualities you have, they're still qualities and they're silly in demand, so here's my official advice, for reals, on a serious topic (say whuuuuuuu?). The best way to overcome shyness is to do the above. Take a good damned look at yourself. If you can't name a dozen things about you and your personality that are desirable, then you're a tree, an honest to god tree, oak, willow, birch, your choice. Don't lie to me, trees don't have opposable thumbs or fingers so couldn't operate a computer to reply to this post, so no, you're not a tree. Maybe you lack some features you'd like, maybe you have some you don't play on enough, the point is, whatever, you have some pretty awesome features, and by connection, are pretty awesome. People who are awesome, are universally wanted. Always remember that. In terms of practical advice, I just learned to talk to people, anyone, about anything. Example, last week I'm in a club, some girl's stood next to me, she's been waiting for her drink since I got to the bar and I get mine first, despite her having ordered. She's not dont anything to acknowledge me, at all, but out the blue I just say to her "Service here's pretty hit and miss isn't it", from that, we got talking, exchanged numbers, we've hung out a bit and we're slowly becoming friends. Every situation where people AREN'T talking, they could be.

Or perhaps a GBB G36...Om nom nom nom nom

Damn this is true. And the only LCT I want is also in kit form. Might just have to buy a couple of cheaper guns instead... G36, finish my M4, and then what? o.O Wait for the PKM on Evike to hit the UK.

Ritual sacrifice works. Prove me wrong if you can.

Payday in exactly one week. Firesupport better have the Inokatsu I want in stock. Feeling fairly lucky in the romance department atm, walked out of one fairly naff relationship into a situation where I'm being forced to think of clever ways to get the ladies to leave me alone so I can rest for five minutes. Finally home alone at my uni house. No way in hell am I wearing pants on Sunday, if I had a religion, it would forbid it. And today I'm going to have a massive lie in - in fact. I'm posting from bed and don't intend to leave my position till about 3:00, unless I can reach my bag and work clothes from the bed (highly possible), in which case I get an extra half hour.

Someone mentioned some emotional support On a more serious note, I do actually give awesome advice, there's usually some veiled abuse in there too, but that's just because I'm naturally quite assertive of my dominance

The important thing here is that Northerners beat their wives. You lot are just too busy thinking with your bellies

Nah, I'd just got out of work lol, no constume

Two gentlemen wanted to bottle me for my phone and wallet. Needless to say I am unbottled and I'm pretty sure the guy who went first had a badly broken wrist when I walked off into the dark like the batman.

Finished uni till Jan, got surprise gifts from several coursemates (They know I'm not off home, nor have I ever really had a christmas day par se, so it was a ice gesture), got a cheeky kiss from a lovely lady, all good. Ex girlfriend has jetted home for winter so the house is finally mine. Huzzahs!

I won't go into details, but Krav saved my life a few weeks back in a situation I would otherwise have been killed in. It's a superb skill to have. Opening the box of an ICS L85 however, is much like holding a newborn baby for the first time, except you'd be more upset if you dropped the L85. How about some love cuddles? You're above the legal age of consent, it's fine as long as we say surprise!

There's a wife beating joke there somewhere.

There's nothing funny about a good cuddle! Just strict business baby