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Should be a wild four years.

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I love body cams so much. There are so many videos that go basically like this:

(cop pulls nigger over)
Bored cop: "License and registration please"
Nigger: (starts hyperventilating and freaking out)
Bored cop: Come on man not today I just want to finish my shift with no drama. "Sir please remain calm."
Nigger: (slooowly reaches for a gun)
Cop: "Don't do it, I'll shoot you!"
Nigger: (grabs gun, tries to point it at cop, gets shot)
Nigger: "Why you shoot me for?!?!?" (dies)
Cop: How does a nigga borrow a bullet? Are you gonna give it back, nigga?
 
The mayflower pilgrims tried communism
Spoilers they starved because lolcommunism
The primary sources on the Plymouth colony tell a different story than the one your white hating Communist teachers taught you. (Guntenberg: A Journal of the Pilgrims at Plymouth and Bradford's History of the Plymouth Settlement). TLDR; Plymouth was a business venture and the Pilgrims had private houses and plots of land. Half of them died because they were living on a boat, had scurvy, and it was fucking cold.
BOOK II

1620-1646

HISTORY OF THE SETTLEMENT AT NEW PLYMOUTH

CHAPTER I​

Deed of Government drawn up—Death of half their number—Squanto—Compact with the Indians—Captain Dermer’s description of New Plymouth: 1620.

The rest of this work—if God give me life and opportunity—I shall, for brevity’s sake, handle in the form of Annals,noting only the principal doings, chronologically.

First, I will turn back a little, and begin with a compactor deed drawn up by them before they went ashore to settle, constituting the first foundation of their government.This was occasioned partly by the discontented and mutinous speeches that some of the strangers amongst them had let fall: that when they got ashore they would use their liberty that none had power to command them, the patent procured being for Virginia, and not for New England,which belonged to another company, with which the Virginia company had nothing to do. And, further, it was believed by the leading men among the settlers that such a deed, drawn up by themselves, considering their present condition, would be as effective as any patent, and in some respects more so.

The form of the deed was as follows:

In the name of God, Amen. We whose names are underwritten,the loyal subjects of our dread sovereign lord, King James, by the[76]grace of God, of Great Britain, France and Ireland, King, Defender of the Faith, etc., having undertaken for the glory of God, and advancement of the Christian faith, and honour of our king and country, a voyage to plant the first colony in the northern parts of Virginia, do by these presents solemnly and mutually in the presence of God, and of one another, covenant and combine ourselves into a civil body politic, for our better ordering and preservation, and the furtherance of the ends aforesaid and by virtue hereof to enact,constitute, and frame, such just and equal laws, ordinances, acts,constitutions, and offices, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general use of the Colony, unto which we promise all due submission and obedience. In witness whereof we have here underscribed our names at Cape Cod, 11thof November, in the year of the reign of our sovereign lord, King James of England, France and Ireland the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth.​

A. D. 1620.

They then chose, or rather confirmed, Mr. John Carver,a godly man and highly approved among them, as their governor for that year. After they had provided a place for their goods and common stores, which they were long in unlading owing to want of boats, the severity of the winter weather, and sickness, had begun some small cottages for dwellings,—as time would admit they met and consulted of law and order, both for civil and military government, as seemed suited to their conditions, adding to them from time to time as urgent need demanded. In these arduous and difficult beginnings, discontent and murmuring arose amongst some, and mutinous speech and bearing in others;but they were soon quelled and overcome by the wisdom,patience, and just and equal administration of things by the Governor and the better part, who held faithfully together in the main.

But soon a most lamentable blow fell upon them. In two or three months’ time half of their company died, partly owing to the severity of the winter, especially during January and February, and the want of houses and other comforts;[77]partly to scurvy and other diseases, which their long voyage and their incommodious quarters had brought upon them. Of all the hundred odd persons, scarcely fifty remained,and sometimes two or three persons died in a day.In the time of worst distress, there were but six or seven sound persons, who, to their great commendation be it spoken, spared no pains night or day, but with great toil and at the risk of their own health, fetched wood, made fires, prepared food for the sick, made their beds, washed their infected clothes, dressed and undressed them; in a word did all the homely and necessary services for them which dainty and queasy stomachs cannot endure to hear mentioned; and all this they did willingly and cheerfully,without the least grudging, showing their love to the friends and brethren; a rare example, and worthy to be remembered.Two of these seven were Mr. William Brewster,their reverend elder, and Myles Standish, their captain and military commander, to whom myself and many others were much beholden in our low and sick condition. And yet the Lord so upheld these men, that in this general calamity they were not at all infected with sickness. And what I have said of these few, I should say of many others who died in this general visitation, and others yet living, that while they had health or strength, they forsook none that had need of them. I doubt not that their recompense is with the Lord.

But I must not pass by another remarkable and unforgettable occurrence. When this calamity fell among the passengers who were to be left here to settle, they were hurried ashore and made to drink water, so that the sailors might have the more beer and when one sufferer in his sickness desired but a small can of beer, it was answered that if he were their own father he should have none.Then the disease began to seize the sailors also, so that almost half of the crew died before they went away, and[78]many of their officers and strongest men, amongst them the boatswain, gunner, three quarter-masters, the cook and others. At this the captain was somewhat struck, and sent to the sick ashore and told the Governor that he could send for beer for those that had need of it, even should he have to drink water on the homeward voyage.

But amongst the sailors there was quite a different bearing in their misery. Those who before, in the time of their health and welfare, had been boon companions in drinking and jollity, began now to desert one another, saying they would not risk their lives for the sick among them, lest they should be infected by coming to help them in their cabins; if they died, let them die! But the passengers who were still aboard showed them what pity they could, which made some of their hearts relent, such as the boatswain,who was an overbearing young man, and before would often curse and scoff at the passengers. But when he grew weak they had compassion on him and helped him. Then he confessed he did not deserve it at their hands, for he had abused them in word and deed. “Oh,” said he, “you I see now, show your love like Christians indeed to one another;but we let one another lie and die like dogs.”Another lay cursing his wife, saying if it had not been for her he had never come on this unlucky voyage; and anon cursed his fellows, saying he had done this or that for some of them, he had spent so much and so much amongst them,and they were now weary of him, and did not help him in his need. Another made over to one of his mates all he had, when he should die, if he would but help him in his weakness. So his companion went and got a little spice and prepared some food once or twice; and when he did not die as soon as he expected, he went among his comrades and swore the rogue would cheat him of his inheritance;[79]he would see him choke before he prepared him any more food; and so the poor fellow died before morning!

All this while the Indians came skulking about those who were ashore and would sometimes show themselves aloof,at a distance, but when any approached them, they would run away. Once they stole away the men’s tools where they had been at work, and were gone to dinner. About the 16th of March a certain Indian came boldly among them, and spoke to them in broken English, which they could well understand, but were astonished at it. At length they understood by speaking with him that he was not of these parts, but belonged to the eastern country where some English ships came to fish; and with some of these English he was acquainted, and could name several of them.From them he had got his knowledge of the language. He became useful to them in acquainting them with many things concerning the state of the country in the east parts where he lived, as also of the people there, their names and number,their situation and distance from this place, and who was chief among them. His name was Samoset; he told them also of another Indian, whose name was Squanto, a native of this part, who had been in England and could speak English better than himself. After some time of entertainment,being dismissed with gifts, in a little while here turned with five more, and they brought back all the tools that had been stolen, and made way for the coming of their great Sachem, called Massasoyt, who about four or five days after, came with the chief of his friends and other attendants, and with Squanto. With him, after friendly entertainment and some gifts, they made a peace which has now continued for twenty-four years.

These were the terms:

1. That neither he nor any of his, should injure or harm any of their people. [80]

2. That if any of his did any harm to any of theirs, he should send the offender, that they might punish him.

3. That if anything were taken away from any of theirs, he should cause it to be restored; and they should do the like to his.

4. If any made unjust war against him, they would aid him; if any made war against them, he should aid them.

5. He should send to his neighboring confederates, to certify them of this, that they might not wrong them, but might be likewise comprised in the conditions of peace.

6. That when their men came to them, they should leave their bows and arrows behind them.

After this he returned to his place, called Sowams, some forty miles off, but Squanto stayed with them, and was their interpreter, and became a special instrument sent of God for their good, beyond their expectation. He showed them how to plant their corn, where to take fish and other commodities, and guided them to unknown places, and never left them till he died. He was a native of these parts,and had been one of the few survivors of the plague hereabouts.He was carried away with others by one Hunt, a captain of a ship, who intended to sell them for slaves in Spain; but he got away for England, and was received by a merchant in London, and employed in Newfoundland and other parts, and lastly brought into these parts by a Captain Dermer, a gentleman employed by Sir Ferdinand Gorgesand others, for discovery and other projects in these parts.Of Captain Dermer I will say something, because it is mentioned,—in a book published A. D. 1622, by the President and Council of New England,—that he made peace between the savages of these parts and the English, of which this plantation, as it is there intimated, had the benefit. But what kind of peace it was appears by what befell him and his men.
 
What’s the point of a shotgun? Like, first, where you put it? Be like “Ahhh yeahhh, right on the wall above my bed…” then you got this horrible feeling of dread that as it’s loaded and mounted to the wall, you are gone away from home and some dumbass kid steals it. The Feds will be like “uhhh it wasn’t secure. So enjoy nigger rape forever.”

Then like, you can’t put it in a safe. Some nigga breaking in and be like “AHHH hold on, wait, I got gotta go to the garage because that’s the only place I could fit the safe, punch my key code in, then lug it back to the front door! Wait wait…”

That’s why I have a tiny fake book ( with a book niggers never touch, which is a math book) on my nightstand that when cracked open in two seconds has a very tiny pink revolver that is fleshlight color. Be like “DIEEE NIGGGAAAA” as I pop two rounds ASAP despite being buck ass naked. It legit takes a micro second to grab.

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Most niggas hear one shot and they run. It’s not like I want to wound them or something with a shotgun and then face the state later when they claim Damititieies Jonathon Washington was breaking into my crack shack just looking for his friend while wearing a ski mask.

In short. The ultimate home defense is not the rifle, the shotgun, but the tiny pink fleshlight shooter hidden in a math book. Also maybe a pitbull with brain problems.
I know Bill sucks now, but this bit about shotguns still makes laugh
 
I'm thinking of getting this little beauty--a Henry Axe--because it would be more maneuverable in tight spaces, and someone getting hit with .410 buckshot or slugs is still going to have a really bad day.
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I want to get a 300 blackout pistol for the same reason. I love my 16 inch AR-15 but it's not that maneuverable in my house.
 
A lot of these modern gun guys are faggoty ex-special forces and retards.

"NOOOO! YOU CAN'T HAVE THAT WITHOUT THE SUPER RED DOT ELECTRO-AI BLASTER 90000 OPTIC!"

"FUDD FUDD FUDD FUDD FUDD!"

"BOOMER BOOMER BOOMER BOOMER!"

Eat shit, faggot. I was shooting a lever action .30-.30 while your dad was crying about being turned down for the prom.
Modern gun retards basically boil down to chopping the barrel down to micro penis size and slapping the most obnoxious retarded optic on it possible.
I'm half convinced we're going to hit the 2 inch barrel M16 because special forces sissies keep bitching about weight.
 
What’s the point of a shotgun? Like, first, where you put it? Be like “Ahhh yeahhh, right on the wall above my bed…” then you got this horrible feeling of dread that as it’s loaded and mounted to the wall, you are gone away from home and some dumbass kid steals it. The Feds will be like “uhhh it wasn’t secure. So enjoy nigger rape forever.”

Then like, you can’t put it in a safe. Some nigga breaking in and be like “AHHH hold on, wait, I got gotta go to the garage because that’s the only place I could fit the safe, punch my key code in, then lug it back to the front door! Wait wait…”

That’s why I have a tiny fake book ( with a book niggers never touch, which is a math book) on my nightstand that when cracked open in two seconds has a very tiny pink revolver that is fleshlight color. Be like “DIEEE NIGGGAAAA” as I pop two rounds ASAP despite being buck ass naked. It legit takes a micro second to grab.

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Most niggas hear one shot and they run. It’s not like I want to wound them or something with a shotgun and then face the state later when they claim Damititieies Jonathon Washington was breaking into my crack shack just looking for his friend while wearing a ski mask.

In short. The ultimate home defense is not the rifle, the shotgun, but the tiny pink fleshlight shooter hidden in a math book. Also maybe a pitbull with brain problems.
Why just one? Have like four or five of these guns hidden throughout your house and you’re protected no matter where you are when robbers break in. Plus it’s easier to patch over any holes in the wall if you miss, just make sure you are aware of where the tv and plumbing is and aim away from them.
 
What’s the point of a shotgun? Like, first, where you put it? Be like “Ahhh yeahhh, right on the wall above my bed…” then you got this horrible feeling of dread that as it’s loaded and mounted to the wall, you are gone away from home and some dumbass kid steals it. The Feds will be like “uhhh it wasn’t secure. So enjoy nigger rape forever.”

Then like, you can’t put it in a safe. Some nigga breaking in and be like “AHHH hold on, wait, I got gotta go to the garage because that’s the only place I could fit the safe, punch my key code in, then lug it back to the front door! Wait wait…”
 
A lot of these modern gun guys are faggoty ex-special forces and retards.

"NOOOO! YOU CAN'T HAVE THAT WITHOUT THE SUPER RED DOT ELECTRO-AI BLASTER 90000 OPTIC!"

"FUDD FUDD FUDD FUDD FUDD!"

"BOOMER BOOMER BOOMER BOOMER!"

Eat shit, faggot. I was shooting a lever action .30-.30 while your dad was crying about being turned down for the prom.

"My EDC has to have a red dot and flashlight on it" is the calling card of the larper.
 
A nigger hopped up on PCP might survive a 9mm round. Ain't no one surviving a close range shotgun blast.
That's why you're typically advised to magdump until they stop moving. However, Clint Smith put it best
Edit: Clip was already posted, that's what I get for not reading ahead before posting.
 
What’s the point of a shotgun? Like, first, where you put it? Be like “Ahhh yeahhh, right on the wall above my bed…” then you got this horrible feeling of dread that as it’s loaded and mounted to the wall

The point of a shotgun is for hunting or home defense.

I have mine under my bed. I do not dread it coming to life and killing me in the middle of the night.

And no, I'm not going to jail if someone breaks into my home and steals my guns. Not even Massachusetts jails someone in the scenario.

"I want a revolver that has a 20 pound trigger weight!" Okay, retard.

Because I need to repeat myself...

I don't want the cops called until after I put in three rounds of double ought. Don't need any official narrative or voice or video recordings that can contradict me when I say that second and third round was essential.
 
Modern gun retards basically boil down to chopping the barrel down to micro penis size and slapping the most obnoxious retarded optic on it possible.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=cmZSFBy9CZ8I'm half convinced we're going to hit the 2 inch barrel M16 because special forces sissies keep bitching about weight.
So you have a small bullet that relies on v^2 to do damage, so the plan is to cut down the v through small barrel. This is a more retarded PCC at this point here.
 
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