Cookies

Apparently Google has its knickers all in a twist over those cunts in the Eu and some shite about cookies. Frankly if they are biscuits then I will eat them, if you are concerned about this then fuck off somewhere else and read something else.

Saturday, 15 January 2011

Pauls trip stalking

So at the tail end of what has to be the wettest week in years we go for a morning stalk, Paul was down for a few days enjoying the balmy sunshine coast's offerings so a trip to the range after breakfast was in order. Paul decides to break in his new toy;


Ok whats in the box;




Its Mr Bradleys finest converter of live to empties that we are currently allowed to own;





A quick description please;









yes I had to have a go as well:




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