Hows it goin

[Kyle]

im Kyle i have a stockless marui ak-47
im usually wearing black pants and a black sweatshirt that says Element on it. heres me and a dome shot i got the other day

i live about 2 minutes from cqb so i try to go often

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v513/busterhax/pict185.jpg

[jawinn]

Welcome to Acme Kyle. That's some welt there.

Were you at CQB this evening?

[Lt. Davin]

oooooo who left that one? Welcome to the forums!

[DAN]

welcome to the forums...

[Kyle]

Welcome to Acme Kyle. That's some welt there.

Were you at CQB this evening?
yes, i was there the night of friday the 20th.

[JohnnyDime]

I remember you. Welcome!

[Brazzle88]

Another CQB addict, welcome to acme!

[itsahak]

welcome to the forum!!

[Alacris]

I've had a couple of those volcanoes on my forehead. My coworkers probably thought I got a bad case of acne.

Coworker: "Are those pimples on your forehead."
Me: "No, I was voluntarily shot by several bb's."
Coworker: "Ooooohhhh." <backs away slowly>

:D

[Commie]

Welcome to the forums! Looks like that hurt.

[mr7q]

Yowch!

-and-

Welcome!

[jawinn]

I've had a couple of those volcanoes on my forehead. My coworkers probably thought I got a bad case of acne.

Coworker: "Are those pimples on your forehead."
Me: "No, I was voluntarily shot by several bb's."
Coworker: "Ooooohhhh." <backs away slowly>


Richard Chesler: [Reading a piece of paper] The first rule of Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club?
Narrator: [Voice-over] I'm half asleep again; I must've left the original in the copy machine.
Richard Chesler: The second rule of Fight Club - is this yours?
Narrator: Huh?
Richard Chesler: Pretend you're me, make a managerial decision: you find this, what would you do?
Narrator: [pauses] Well, I gotta tell you: I'd be very, very careful who you talk to about that, because the person who wrote that... is dangerous.
[Gets up from the chair]
Narrator: [Talking slowly] And this button-down, Oxford-cloth psycho might just snap, and then stalk from office to office with an Armalite AR-10 carbine gas-powered semi-automatic weapon, pumping round after round into colleagues and co-workers. This might be someone you've known for years. Someone very, very close to you.
Narrator: [Voice-over] Tyler's words coming out of my mouth.
[Snatches the piece of paper from boss' hands]
Narrator: [Voice-over] And I used to be such a nice guy.
Narrator: Or maybe you shouldn't bring me every little piece of trash you happen to pick up.
[Phone rings]
Narrator: [Into phone] Compliance and Liability...?
Marla Singer: My tit's gonna rot off.
Narrator: [to boss] Would you excuse me? I need to take this.