And things can only get worse from there…
And in the same vein:
Likewise:
I know, I know: “But Kim, where’s the boobies at?”
So climb into your car, and get to work.
And things can only get worse from there…
And in the same vein:
Likewise:
I know, I know: “But Kim, where’s the boobies at?”
So climb into your car, and get to work.
…but it wasn’t anything like Martin Luther King’s, or ABBA’s dream, nor about Joe Hill (no link because Commies), and sadly, it wasn’t about Cass Elliott.
No, I dreamed that a wealthy Reader (who looked a lot like Ginger Baker, FFS) offered to buy me three guns, with the caveat that they couldn’t be guns I’d owned before, nor any old guns at all — they could only be new guns.
At least it wasn’t cars, because then I’d have been in real trouble.
Anyway, I woke up without having made any choices, but the dream has kinda stuck with me all day. And being prevented from getting a gun that I’ve owned before makes the list really short, because… well, you know.
So after some considerable thought, here they are, the top 3 guns I’d like to receive as a gift:
1 – Dan Wesson Valor (.45 ACP)
Some may consider this a cheat (because the 1911 is old, and I’ve owned several in the past); in my defense, however, I’ve never owned a pocket 1911, nor anything made by Dan Wesson. But I’d love to, and this one makes my bang-switch-actuator itch. Badly.
2 – Ruger No. 1-S Medium (9.3x62mm)
Never owned a No. 1, nor any rifle in the venerable 9.3x62mm. I would even consider going on an(other) African hunt (but with Doc Russia and Mr. Free Market) if I could take one of these.
3 – A.H. Fox FE 20ga (as made new by Connecticut Shotgun Mfg. Company)
This beauty ticks all the Kim Boxes (side-by-side, double trigger, straight stock, 30″ barrels) and if the Dan Wesson was disqualified because rules, I’d just get a matched pair. And then I’d head off to join Mr. FM in Dorset later in the year, you betcha…
Anyone else had a dream like this one?
So this Monday’s all about tragic sex.
And speaking of threesomes:
Now get yourselves off… to work.
Yesterday was Ladies Day at Aintree — which brought out the very best of Scouser fashion.
Follow the link to Train Smashdom at your peril. Herewith a few samples:
Don’t say I didn’t warn you…
…annnnnd they’re off!
Yes, it’s time for the Train Smash Championship Stakes, at Aintree’s Grand National. Sadly, though, the pics seem to have been taken before the pubs opened…
While some appeared to have not got the memo about only wearing weird and wonderful outfits…
Rather disappointing, in fact. Maybe things will go pear-shaped later.
Ripped from the headlines:
…and my reaction:
Can’t wait.