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Wednesday, April 01, 2009
I Love My Office![]() ![]() ![]() 4/1/09 4:03 PM CDT "Take all your guns home, Nick. They're making Brian uncomfortable." "What? Come on, Len. This is an April Fools joke, right?" "No." "But... but... I've had guns here on and off for a year. It's my hobby. Yours too! We go shooting all the time. You love my Springfield nine! We're supposed to go to GAT on Monday. Is that canceled, too?" "No, of course not. We'll still hit the range. Relax. It's not me that's upset. It's Brian. The M1 Garand was one thing. It's an antique. The two 9mms were fine because we were visiting the range in the afternoon. But then you got that AR-15 last week. That's a pretty fucking scary assault rifle. You know that." "I'm not gonna shoot anybody! And I took the damn thing home!" "I know you're not. The very idea is ridiculous. But you know he's uncomfortable with all this militia stuff. You should've known better than to brag about the explosives yesterday. Seriously, Nick. You paraded around the office showing off canisters of ammonium nitrate and aluminum powder, blabbing about getting tracer rounds to set them off. It was the last straw for Brian. He doesn't wanna see any more of your toys around here." "But they're legal until you mix them together!" "Look, I know. But Brian is a delicate flower." "This is bullshit. The only things I keep at the office are spare rounds. As decorations. It's not like I keep my armory here. The explosives are for the barn we're burning down next week. Perfectly legally, I might add. Everyone else loves my toys, except him. I'm just showing my stuff off. The majority of the staff here appreciate it. Then I take the weapon of the week straight home. I see no problem." "Well, now Brian complained to my wife, and there's nothing I can do. I can't have him threatening legal shit. Keep it out of the office. Okay? When we're going to the range, bring the sweet ass nines, but keep them in the trunk." "Okay, I guess." "Thanks." "Hey Len! Can I attack Brian with water pistols tomorrow?" "..." "Admit it, it'll be funny." 6:38 PM - Bottle Rocket Fire Alarm 1 Comments :: - post comment | RECENTAsshole PracticeI Love My OfficeGenerosity Of SpiritHero Worship (An Obituary)Raindrops Keep Fallin On My HeadMonty Python's Flying ChicagoIf The River Was WhiskeySeduction Of The AncientsSeeping Hairy MeatquakeBetter Than CancerARCHIVEAugust 2002 September 2002 October 2002 November 2002 December 2002 January 2003 February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 August 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 February 2008 May 2008 August 2008 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009
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