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The JJFU "Jules Verne" Cisco 1911.

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#Repost @jessejamesfirearms ・・・ I can’t wait to build myself a #JJFU Grand Master-X chambered in 10mm ••••••••••••••••• •••••••••••••• 🔥🔥 #handguns #gunsandammo #gunstuff #gunvideos #shootingshit #pistolas #gunpictures #alphamaleshit #оружие#defendthesecond #firearmstraining #firearmsdaily #firearmsinstructor #handguns #handguntraining #bestgunsdaily #gunshots #gunshow#strzelnic#пистолет https://www.instagram.com/p/BpXHfPPlW0F/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=uh8bkrx2tdrc

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Little known fact “I am a sucker for a decent gimmick”. Most times I’m disappointed but on a few rare occasions (fondly gazing at my Sig Sauer p229 LEGION) it’s worth the price. This of course explains why today Mr UPS left a package from MidwayUSA on my porch. Inside said box was a box of ‘Jesse James Black Label Ammunition 9mm 124gr JHP’. No need to reread it I did say Jesse James which is the same Jesse James that used to make kickass motorcycles and hosted Monster Garage. Turns out Jesse loves firearms, so much that he moved out of the Socialist Republic of California and to Texas where he has started making custom 1911’s & rifles plus some weird football looking suppressor thing (check out @jjfu Jesse James Firearms Unlimited to see some amazing custom work). Well Jesse has decided to enter the world of ammo manufacturing and partnering with Ammo-inc have introduced 2 lines of pistol & rifle rounds.

The Black Label Ammo comes in a fancy looking box, with as you can probably guess black ammo. It’s not actually black but more of a dark gunmetal color. It is a plated brass case that has a headstamp of Jesse James 9mm Luger. The bullet is a 124gr jacketed hollow point, I’d read somewhere people thought it was a standard Hornady XTP round but comparing the two it isn’t. Not sure who made the bullet but I’ll keep my eye out for a match. It has 3.8gr of powder and according to the ballistic specs of 1017fps if it isn’t a proprietary blend I’d guess it’s Universal. The round definitely looks ‘cool’ and I’m looking forward to playing around with it (testing). To answer the inevitable question “no this will not be my carry ammo” it’s just something to try and talk about.

I’ll try and post a follow up after testing with thoughts and chrono data in the near future. The ammo it is pictured next to is a Sig Sauer 124gr jhp

[neuropathicgypsy]

More knocking today

Two different people.i figured out they were messing with the air conditioner.

The dude just here said he couldn't budge it. It was jammed stuck in there

Since Gordito was warning me that he was going to kill me, I assume he was a big strong guy cause Gordito says he was all fired up.

So the next guy down the row is all "I send the weaker guys do and i tell them if they can't do it I'll do it myself and beat them in the ass, too"

So I had 15 minutes to move the air conditioner, by myself because that's what I have to do because I'm an adult.

So this dude is all with his hidden camera on my front door and he's all "oh my God my guy said he could not move that air conditioner and it would not budge for anything and she pulled that out with one arm! One arm! Oh my God, she what she means when she says "bring it" she meant it!!!"

And he's going on and on about my one arm.

I told him "I used two, don't be so dramatic"

But I did. Yesterday my daughter and I brought the wagon full of groceries up the stairs and into the house. I was looking at the goods still in it to see what we could use as weapons... luckiest chance will be he will stop to eat.

Worst case is that I run out of Chips Ahoy cereal and there was only one box so someone has to explain that.

But this dude is all scared now.

Im a very big girl with lots fat on my ass, stomach, thighs and arms oh and my quad chin. But not so far under that is muscle.

It didn't bother me at all to pull it out

Had to move the (unwrapped) presents and Christmas tree so I could fit then I had to pull out the metal machine then the window was stuck and I only had 15 minutes and that 15 can go quick so I was pulling hard as hell to get it straight locked.

He is screaming the whole time with this little electronic gadgets at his side all "oh my God I can't believe she did that! She's all "ic can't move it hurts so bad wah wah and she does this with on hand to the air conditioner"

Genius, radio frequency ablation or not. I'm not fucking gonna sit there with some dude trying to get in the easy way no mother fucker. Hell no that's lazy as fuck. I had to break into my own house because I Locked my keys in. No. You are gonna have a more difficult time to get into my house than I do.

#gofuckyourself

This mother fucker claims to see the light after promising all his little buddies that he's gonna kill me. He's now gonna break all them promises cause for Jesus sakes.

That's cool. I won't hold it against him.

Got all my windows and doors blocked. Break it and get in and you're gonna be all fuck i just rolled into Home Alone 2020.

I am not kidding. Still waiting to make sure that dude is gone and my daughter is breaking bottles in her room. No shit. The Starbucks. thick glass bottles.

It's home alone, man.

Some dude is being paid pennies or promised by a liar as deep as him. Seriously. He balks at me just pulling out the air conditioner. The fuck?

That's nothing.

That promise that so and so is gonna get money if they kill me. It's paperwork that can be overridden by my own or the FBI's. Or jail time. You can't get money if you're hired to murder

Dude is running around with a contract that he's gonna take to a lawyer for a pay out. "Hi, I promised Jesse I would kill sabrina and I did, so where's my money Mr Lawyer?"

I mean I could tell him the lawyer is FBI but then he didn't believe I would defend myself or my daughter alone. By myself. Because that's how I handle things

So at this point. He's either not going to do it cause he's scared or he's gonna be dumb and for real expect some money

Regardless there's a beautiful paper trail. So they may let him think he's gonna get and book a flight to paradise. Actually load the plane and land in paradise for the cops to smile and take him right back on.

Imagine it. All the money you ever dreamed of in your life. Ever. You can own the world. Just kill a fat bitch that's been in bed for two years. Easy. Easy. Moneh. So easy. Mmmm..I can smell the money. Oh yeah. Ohhh rub it on my fat tummy, hide stacks in my fat roll.

Hide that shit and hold up my fat so my back don't have to carry the load and I load up in a crane to get in my private jet.

Paradise. On my way. Staring out the window so so so so happy

I'm on top the world. Nothing gonna stop my smile. A little pain. Just rub a $100 bill on it.. mmmm so so so so good.

Okay so maybe you're not fat. Read it again and add yourself in it. Maybe your dick is so hard you need help to make it look more like "BoxErs' or you're all mmm new titties, stack some money up there and see what I look like STACKED as fuck!!!!

(I seriously got yelled at cause I was for real in the zone. And laughed at. It's ok)

I think you get the picture.

It doesn't matter how much pain I have. The emotional and mental pain will last so much longer than a little back pain added to my already pain. I have alot of pain all the time. I can block it out but it takes alot of energy

Let's #science for a minute. Adrenaline knocks out all pain. You hear all the time people getting shot and not knowing till they see the blood cause they're all amped up.

So to decide to hurt someone who is already in pain #science the person knows what pain is and is in pain constantly so it doesn't matter how much pain someone causes them. Because for them it's nothing.

Let's do a mini study:

You take someone with years of pain

And someone that works out alot so they have some stretchy pain. Sore muscles etc. I get tinnitus like a bitch in both elbows and wrists cause I go all crazy like straight from bed to carrying air conditioners. (That is what happened) but most people that work out regularly have very little pain.

So high pain tolerance vs average pain tolerance

Same as a Snoop Dogg Weed Smoker vs a first timer smoker.

Same as a hot dog eating champion vs someone constantly on a diet.

Same as an alcoholic vs someone never drank but a few sips when they daddy's back turned (in my case my mom's)

So. Seriously. I have a very high pain tolerance

And unfortunately for some (possibly) i did have successful radio frequency ablation. So I'm doing amazing things like standing for 5 whole entire minutes. Yesterday we carried up the wagon full of groceries. Not a shallow Radio Flyer. A deep one. Very deep. I was on the bottom so I had to balance and lift. It was difficult.

Then we reached the top. I couldn't get to the door so I handed my daughter the key. She was messing around laughing all "I tried to use the car key" I had to stop my mouth. It was crazy. I was about to tell her, (because I've been telling her the truth about my pain and so I try to explain to her what's going on so she understands that sometimes I'm not socially normal. And it is okay to be all I have pain. It's not a weakness. Of course tell a hired hit man, that and you gotta haul out an air conditioner which he still insits was with one hand) so my hips you know... I had to settle my body square but realized I was okay and could stand without pain.

Like for real. It was so awesome. I didn't have nay back pain. I felt great. I was gonna tell her "hurry up, my back hurts" but I didn't have to. I didn't need to. Because I had no pain.

Sure I need my pelvis and my neck done but so what. It's actually better in my neck... or was... yesterday wasn't so kind to it.

What was cool was the FBI was surprised and amazed. I'm gonna cry. Because they have been such a huge support for me. My doctor checking on me constantly answering the lamest and most unintelligent questions over and over. He's so kind. The FBI asks questions about the pain I had from the procedures. Asking how to avoid things and how to do others and making sure that I would be pain free. It's amazing. I'm so so lucky they referred me there and I got treatment. It has been a very long process taking 3 months but finally we finished and I'm so lucky

My pain started suddenly. Out of the blue. And just got worse and worse. My regular doctor wouldn't give me stronger pain medication and wouldn't help me. So the FBI did. They would tell me about other people that got it done to help me understand and feel better. It hurt. Alot. Alot alot alot. But they were always there just making sure I was okay. Making sure I wouldn't have problems and my doctor, he would do it on his own because he's awesome but the FBI just dragging him along, what's this and what's that and she feels this and that is that normal? We're lucky he didn't get a restraining order! They sent other guys and girls in the FBI to be treated by my doctor so they knew what was normal in the office and they could see what happens. Of course they double, triple and annoyingly checked. Just for me. I help alot of people.

And today I had 2 different guys try to kill me and the third on the fence. So as you can imagine add in Denise and all the others i complain about, it's quite overwhelming of negativity. Mental and emotional strain and pain. And a heart condition causes physical problems as well.

So I'm not gonna say i couldn't handle it on my own because I made the decision to try it, full throttle all the way. Even if I had to lie --- which I didnt. Thank god it worked. The first day I had pain in my side. I studied it and memorized it to the point I was severely anti social. And after despite insane pain from needles and lidocaine injections and my back already being swollen clear across my entire upper ass region. The pain I studied was gone. I knew for a fact.

But I decided if I had to, I would lie. Because I didn't have a choice. I couldn't walk just to the bathroom sometimes. I can't have back surgery. I'm a mean bitch (they say I just say I'm aomtim bitch but whatever) and I can stand up to billionaires and people trying to kill me, swat teams, guns in front of idiot ass holes, kidnappers. All sorts of the craziest shit that sometimes doesn't even seem real. But I'm scared to death of back surgery. I've heard so many times it doesn't work and just makes shit worse. It's like chemo. Two things I never want to do and may elect not to, even if my life will be over sooner.

I suppose if I got in a fight with some dude trying to kill me, I would end up with needing it. But that's like an award. A battle scar. It's different. It's all yeah I kicked his ass and saved mine. It sounds so fucking awesome to me. It's uplifting because I survived but yeah of course I had to work really really super hard at it because I hurt myself to the point of surgery. So it's like a feeling. God says he's sorry and so he's gonna not let me suffer anymore and allow the surgery to be 100% successful.

I mean at that point. Maybe I need some metal in my back, to deflect bullets and be all bulletproof.

So yeah. I'm not a liar. That's the point. I don't have to lie.

Sometimes being late for work or taking my daughter to work I'll think of all these fantastic lies that I could say to make my being late super important. By the end, i get there and I'm all "Man we were fucking asleep" not fucking tho. Just sleeping. Truth sounds human. Normal. We all fuck up. Sometimes more than enough nut we do and it's better to tell the truth that you were sleeping than to try to keep all your lies straight. Because when your boss wants to fire you and looks at your file and you're all "I over slept so I was an hour late" "I had a hangover and I killed my alarm and didn't know what it was" they're gonna be all... on one hand they're always late on the other hand they're completely honest

So I just tell the truth. What? I fuck up. Punish me if you want but I'm real. I'm a real human being. And I'm not gonna lie to you.

Honesty is so important. My mother is a master we manipulator and brain washer. So fuck it. Be honest

Then you'll have an idiot marvel at how you can move an air conditioner in less than ten seconds that a weight lifter couldn't. I don't have a reason to lie. I don't like lying. I don't mind tricks so much. Like implying I had Matt's baby when really it was my cousin's and it was a girl not a boy. Or implying I was at Matt's hide away house when really i was at my aunt's. Those are different. Sometimes you have ro test the waters. And I Never said a lie. I allowed you to lead yourself to believe something you wanted to believe or not believe if you think I can be yours. And you wanted to have an anger fit. Or be happy for me.

You know, honestly in was wishing. I was wishing that it was true so there was a deep make believe in the story. But it was all make believe which just now that term just totally made a different sense to me. Make believe = believing something someone made you think. I always thought make believe was imagination. Not some twisted Hitler Denise shit. But yeah. That's all Denise. It's horrible. Like finding out a sing along song is about the plague.

I've had a rather shocking day and so has my hit man so I'll be quiet for awhile. See if I can get my dropped jaw to stop letting all the humidity out my mouth.

So Mr Hitman, Reporter fool. If you get bored think about how you will defend yourself against an air conditioner being used as a weapon.... on your drive done to see me.

Or just put yourself to bed. All your friends are in jail. I don't think they will mind that you weaked out and broke your promises to them.

Of course you would probably need to hide from them when they find you chickened out. So then you would need paradise money. But then the FBI is just gonna arrest you if you do or if you dont.

The FBI thinks you should turn yourself in.

I'm not licensed to do this so let's entertain ourselves for a moment before I go:

The Hitman is an adrenaline junkie, he thinks he's strongest and wisest and must send the weaker out before him. And it's true, he did.

Yet he believes what he wants to, mostly lies he tells himself. Like I'm a liar. He's gonna get paid. There's no FBI protecting me.

If I was him and really believe myself but saw the light but still wanted freedom. Personally I would run. No GPS. In woods. Swamps, water. Making myself as cold as possible so the heat lamps wouldn't find me. But I'm a loner and kinda crazy.

So this guy will probably go hide out at a friend's house and then get their house raided so then he has even more enemies.

The FBI tells me he has no way out and he should turn himself in.

So that or go Rambo.

I guess go to the Casino, try that fantasy on the plane trick, if you can win.

I guess also, if it were me. I would go all out. Night on the town like you wouldn't believe. Remember when you get arrested that's the shit you leave jail in. If you get that opportunity. So definitely arrest me in heels and the most sparkled soft beautiful dress you can imagine. So when I finally get out. I look like a Million bucks. So that my outside space resembles my inside space. That final freedom.

Then pick up where I left off that night I got arrested. Out. Drinking. Smoking. Fucking. Whatever i want as my last harrauh.

If you turn yourself in then you still can dress it up. Maybe something a little tight you haven't worn on awhile cause you plan to do them push ups all kinds while in the pen. So when you get out its it's a double celebration.

Anyways. That's me. Either I'm all Rambo style in the mud in the dead of winter or I'm in a ball gown. It's so difficult to decide.

Ball gown is so much calmer. Plus after getting out Rambo clothes are gonna be dirty. They don't let you wash them before you go home. So.

I would probably ask for 5 hours on the town and then arrest me.. me. You would have to arrest, I'll be honest. Fuck that turning myself in bullshit. Yet on the other hand, cops are less rough when you're all "okay. I know it's time. Hi"

And the cops they laugh cause they're so surprised. They're all the fuck?? You make their day. And even if your day sucks for you, it's a nice feeling to make someone else's a little awesome.

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Alan LionHeart: sabrina, I think you should just know Jesse is telling me that you had _______ off his ______ and now he only has one and you also ______ off the ______ of his ______

Me: so... what? What does he want about it? We know it's true. I don't care it's out there, I know I did it. Now I know and I'm retaining it

Alan: so why did you tell _____ to call _____ _____?

Me: because it makes him cry.

I'm seriously non-chalant and he's seriously humored.

Alan: he also asked me to ask you not to post anything about him in public anymore, especially when tagging

(Not quite #JesseJames but more @butpee, I expect)

Me: okay well ask him to quit talking privately with others about me and to post in public.

He tries not laugh to.

I know it's fruitless. But why is everyone beating on about airing dirty laundry when they just want to sweep the trash under the rug? #justkeepingitclean

Me: what else?

Alan: that's it

Me: well thanks for stopping by

Alan: it's been real.

(Why did I __________ instead of filling the blank for you? I don't want to implicate you in purposely trying to hurt him. He could get a little crazy on you. And I don't want to lie. I don't have to either. I, just like everyone else I "gossip" about only have to answer to god. IDC who you are. At rhe end of your life span, you have to answer to your reasons and choices for doing things. And without a heavy heart or dirty conscious I'm going to say that call _____ _____ is a person's name. I hope that you understand I would not try to hurt anyone that doesn't deserve to be hurt and I have tried and will continue to try to protect everyone I can. And right now, making Jesse cry makes me happy. The FBI is around everyone constantly, no matter what or how, Jesse will be prevented from doing serious harm to others. So no one should be afraid that I want Jesse to cry. If you do get afraid, tell me. I will handle Schroder myself. I can't promise I can prevent him from mentally torturing you, but the FBI can usually. Sometimes of you may deserve It tho. But I will handle Schroder)

Me: hey alan

Alan: what?

Me: did Jesse tell you about that time after my babies died and I was expressing breast milk for the ICU babies and I gave him the rids of his life?

Alan: no

Me: it's his favorite memory

Alan: what was it sexual?

Me: very

Alan: was a nurse involved? I may know this one

Me: I don't think so.

Alan: put it this way was he handcuffed to the bed and everyone was looking in the window? That was a good one? His favorite? I don't think so

Me: mmmhmmm he begged me not to leave and that he could do anything i wanted. He begged me over and over

Alan: it sounds like it was amazing

Me: I think so

Alan: did you get applause after?

Me: yeah

Alan: you sound happy about this particular memory

Me: it was the best. Only three of us are still living in our bodies, that were there

Alan busts laughing: sounds like it was a real killer!

I deeply & happily sigh: yeah

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[neuropathicgypsy]

The other day I was refused my Lyrica prescription for my chronic pain and also for seizures.

I threw a fit, used the survey on the bottom of the receipt and rated complete zero on everything. Then I got an email saying the manager would reply to me. He didn't after three days so I threw another fit, replied he hadn't responded and began to transfer my prescriptions to another pharmacy. I have over $1000 per month in prescriptions and my daughter over $200 and so fuck you I will cause a scene and don't think anyone is gonna take my power. I own my power. (Today he did respond)

So awhile back my driver's license got sucked into the tube or stolen at the pharmacy.

So I've had difficulty to get my two controlled substances each month and I usually ask _______ to pick it up and I drive him there. But I didn't have anyone & I needed it and had been out of it for days and didn't want to ask anyone cause I am an independent bitch (now it's been over a week) and I do have a copy of my license but it was refused without even being looked at and so I could not get my prescription.

And so now Jason, the pharmacy manager that refused to give me my prescription whom is also an FBI agent is getting arrested for attempted murder.

So yes. I'm pleased

I should say that he was set up in the position there so that he could be arrested because he has tried to kill me in the past, because he's been a double agent also being paid by Jesse James to spy and etc

And so they thought Jason would fuck up and just as predicted he did.

And so now it is back to jail for him

I think it's lovely. I also get $50 to get a new drivers license in cash as oppose to store credit

For the record, the control substances act says that as long as I am recognized as the person the prescription belongs to I do not need to show identification but each pharmacy makes their own rules.

Alas, it's not illegal to give a prescription, even a controlled substance without any identification at all.

And it's their fault I don't have a driver's license.

I have a copy. At least I have that.

I also have an alternative identification card but that has also been refused but I can get my cigars with it even at Wal-Mart so I haven't needed a driver's license except at the pharmacy which it disappeared from after I gave it to the pharmacy technician