Thursday, January 22, 2009

Day Three...

I heard clattering on the front porch and flung the door open, expecting to find golden unicorn poop or that Barry had left me a nice executive job with a Fortune 500 company (but, like, only 30 hours a week and with summers off and, like, a jet and stuff...)

No unicorn poop, just a box with an AR-15 carry handle. I don't think that was from Barry.



(Thank you, reader McThag!)

10 comments:

Nathan Brindle said...

My wife found a box with Ann Coulter's Guilty and a new 8-port gigabit switch on the doorstep when she came home.

But like you, I don't think Barry sent me that. Unless maybe he's nationalized Amazon.

Matt G said...

Too late for Christmas.
Too early for the Easter Bunny.
I don't think anything brings us anything for the Chinese New Year.

It's the Inauguration Pony!

("Every four years, if you're very, very good, and brush your teeth and say your prayers and take your afternoon nap without complaint, the Inauguration Pony will ride up to all the good boys' and girls' houses in a big brown truck, and will drop you off a special present!")

DirtCrashr said...

I found a box with four Sig 220 mags...

doubletrouble said...

and I got a box of cigars!

Charlie said...

I got a rock

Anonymous said...

I'm jealous. All I got was a hangover.

Wolfwood said...

I got a scout scope mount for an SKS and a set of AR punches!

WV: "orainis"
What falls upon the righteous and the wicked

Turk Turon said...

I got four 1911 mags.

mcthag said...

I was just getting ready to e-mail to see if the handle had arrived.

I hope it serves you well.

Sigivald said...

I know you meant "box containing and AR carry handle", but...

An ammo can with Picatinny rails and an AR handle for carrying might kinda rock.