(Not Your) Typical Gay Man

Call me a fag and I'll call you a stain on the concrete.

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Hi, my name is Jon. I live in the middle of Illinois and work a third shift job, that, unlike most other people in the world, I love. However, due to this, my personal life is somewhat limited. But, you have to make some sacrifices in this life. In my blog, I'll explain a lot more about who I am and what I'm about and why I'm not your Typical Gay Man.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Armed and Dangerous

So, it's going to happen here soon. I know some people are going to scratch their heads and wonder. Some are going to blanch and raise some criticism, while still others will smile to themselves and giggle in that certain way madmen giggle.

In a few months, I'm going to go take a gun safety class and after that, get my happy piece of papper that say, "Yes, indeed, this man is authorized to own and carry a firearm." Of course, after that, comes the actual buying of the firearm which, I'm sorry, I can't help it. I AM SO FUCKING JAZZED ABOUT GETTING MY OWN GUN!

As soon as Zach takes me out for some pracitce (it's kinda like sex: Scared, yet excited) then I'll go through the rest of the motions.

Oh, this is indeed a dark day for some people. I have a feeling that I'll never see a few people I know ever again since they'll probably be worried that I'll have a bullet or two with their name on it. As if. That is so 1990.

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2:42 AM  
Blogger Meg: said...

Oh dear. Oh my. Once you buy one, can I borrow it? There's someone in my neighborhood who would be better off without one of her knees. ;o)

6:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Truly, we have lost you to the dark side.

Or something.

I don't see you as gun type of guy, Jon; I more envision hand grenades.

1:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Meg you know I have a couple that are registration challanged (inheritance) and one of them even has a nice little thing called a scope so that the millitary man in your life could I dont know use that great climbing ability of his and not even have to bee near the person. As far as Jon and grenades... hmmmm he would end up pulling the pin seeing somthing he thought was hot walk by and forget to count therefore blowing off any reason for said hottie...(hence the reason I stay away from them) but I could totally see a bazooka or somthing.

3:56 PM  

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