When you get old, where do you see yourself, Jow Forums?
The strange old man still stockpiling weapons, rambling to whoever stops long enough to listen?
The old man whose days policing the streets left him embittered with the world?
The old man whose body is broken due to too many combat experiences?
The friendly old man who know one even knows is a gun nut?
The old man whose guns were sold by his wife and children due to poor financial planning?
the first one considering I already ramble to people who stop long enough to listen.
I have no friends please help me.
Alone. 10 foot wall around my land. Happy.
only cowards grow old
The losers die for the winners. Die for me, young man.
Men like us rarely get old. Whether it's the heart disease, lung cancer, cirrhosis, or negligent discharge, few of us go out from old age.
Me? I hope it's cradling my Enfield with my liver destroyed and a burned down cigarette in my lips. That, or my waifu pillow.
My country will either balkanize or be your run of the mill Latin American hellhole, so I'm gonna be the old man sitting on his porch with his coffee type, taking potshots at the creaturas if they get too close to the fence.
>The old man whose body is broken due to too many combat experiences?
No cambat but broken enough
>The friendly old man who is dying for a shooting buddy?
>The strange old man still stockpiling weapons
I'm THERE ALREADY KID
>The old man whose body is broken due to too many combat experiences
CHECK
>The old man whose guns were sold by his EX wife
CHECK DONE THAT 2
>The friendly old man who know one even knows is a gun nut
YEAH
Currently just trying to live through the year.
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If live is such a chore why not just check out. Handleof whiskey handful of over the over the counter sleep aides and an old mans heart does the job. I mean is you can't find a reason to get out of bed and smile once or twice a day no one wants you around anyhow.
This. I’ll be shitposting about my sick illegal machine guns and shit ‘till I’m too old to carry them out to shoot. Then I’ll find some shine-eyed kid I trust and pass them down, telling him to treasure them as he shits his pants.
Not what I meant, buddy.
>I have no friends please help me.
Where abouts do you live? I have an idea for you and not trolling.
>only cowards grow old
Yep, my numbers so close to coming up I can hear it and not a single fuck is given. It was my life and I treated it life I stole it.
Well great cause living is all we got. Where abouts do ya live friend.
Can I have a machine gun? I really want a full auto chopped PPS for motorcycle shenanigans
>When you want to kill yourself, but you have work in the morning, every morning, and you can’t let everyone off easy
Sitting on our range, drinking with my brother, at 10 AM.
My wife and sons back at the house eating a late breakfast with their wives and my grandchildren.
My bloodline intact, basically. I would wish that for each and every one of you dorks too.
Alabama and North Carolina.
A wizard.
>When you want to kill yourself,
You just got trips, be really bad luck to kill yourself for at least 3 or 4 years now.
I can’t, conflabbit, I have work tomorrow!
If I make it to oldhood i wanna b the old man who shares stories of the olden days and does his best to help.
What do you do that is so dang blasted important
You probably will be that old times but all the little bastards will do is post stories about this old fudd they met who thought he knew everything,
I like Robert Frost
>Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
>Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
>And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
>I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
And this is how I lived my life, fucking awesome life I have had,
Big data and property management on the weekends. The what of it isn’t important, the point is that work sustains me, I’m like the old timers, I always need to be working.
I hear ya user, have to keep moving.
Where do you manage property. looking to rent something while we try to find something to buy and having a hard time finding a Realtor who will help us find a rental so don't have to make the 1,400 mile round trip 3 or even 4 times.
I'm 37 and and am basically #1
Same here. My only friend is my wife. Literally the only texts I get are from her.
>. My only friend is my wife. Literally the only texts I get are from her.
Does she like to go shooting?
Yeah but she hasn't gone in a while. Usually if we're getting a babysitter she wants to do something else.
>Yeah
Count that blessing and nurture it and you are doing better than a lot of guys here user.
I need to rack out, have to finish packing and condense two storage sheds tomorrow so I can get a range day in on Saturday, Going shoot my first black powder, a Cap and Ball Rugar Old Army, the FN 5.7 I just picked up and the wifes 4 barreled derringer "Cop Special" and that kind of worries me cause there is so little handle to hold onto and the only rounds I have for it are .357 magnum loads...lo9l. She gonna be sore as fuck. so no handies for me for a bit.
If this thread is still around I'm gonna turn it into a "Bucket list" thread tomorrow and ifin it's 404 I may start a Jow Forums related bucket list thread...who knows.
Getting old is for Fudds!
I've been lucky a few times, but I get an odd feeling someone is going to nail me in a car wreck when I least expect it. Don't want to end up like my uncle, his own wife took out the feeding tube and my pop pop took better care of his own son than the nurses. I hope that if I have a family and that shit happens, im letting my mom or dad make decisions. If I die, guns go to my dad who always wanted guns. I Even bought him his first AR...
Well, I’m coming up on 60 in less than a year, so I probably count as old. I kind of have most of the qualities you listed, except the poor part. I’ve been farming my collection out to the kids, just to spread things around.
Be very afraid of an old man in a profession where men die young.
I don't think the current political situation in America will let me get old.
As soon as my minds starts to degrade I'll part out my collection to anyone I feel is deserving and put a bullet into my brain.
Oh look, it's classic Correct The Record emotional manipulation. Feels like 2016 all over again.
>As you hear me ramble through this long story, you feel so sad, so sad, admit that it's pointless. So sad.
Hmmm ... 2016 ... for some reason I do not associate that year with sadness per se. Any guesses why that would be, OP?
first one
Bourbon and bacon cheeseburgers are guaranteeing I won't ever make it to old age, and I couldn't be happier about it.
she's still ugly, still a traitor
want to kill myself but too pussy to do it now
definitely not going to make it past 40 if shit ends up going south for me or japan hasn't invented love bots by then
>old man
my aspiration in life is to hang on long enough to be the gun-toting grandma still drive fast cars well into her 80s, and leave everyone with fond memories when i die on my own terms.
I don't really own guns I only come here for the banter and troll people I also post pics of girls
I'll be the old man who has been dead for 30 years because of the amount and frequency of my heavy drinking and smoking. My guns will likely be destroyed by law enforcement after my death because of the lack of interest my family and friends have in firearms
You know the rules. Post em.
Just go postal at your workplace nigger
gotta give 'em time to grow, user, hormones only work so fast
Show boipussy
In a cabin out in the middle of some woods in the desert. Probably getting high, chopping firewood, practice shooting on my property, and still playing TF2 assuming the internet is still a thing.
Maximum cowboy.
Big fucking ten gallon hat, cowboy boots, belt buckle and open carrying some 45LC on each hip as God intended.
this OP left me so demoralized I packed up all my guns and turned them in to the local authorities
thanks, JIDF
You working on a bucket list? I'm putting one together right now and it gonna be good.
Get off your ass and start doing something.
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Stop being stupid. Get fit, eat better and work more. Spend money like it's as valuable as it really is and have a better future
You have it with in you to fix everything wrong with your life, if I can do it any one can. Trust me, I was almost dead. Fucking blood pressure was hovering at 255/165 for a few years...60 pound over weight and I promise you I drank more alcohol every week than you do in a month.
I used to be you. Change shit, right now go and walk till your tired and then do it again tomorrow. Eat better smoke less and drink on Saturdays only, drink till you piss yourself and pass out on the floor is that's your ting just do it once a week.
Well at least the local LEO's will enjoy them now and you can continue to sit on your ass feeling sorry for yourself.
If every last one of the depressed fuckheads ITT just started eating less but healthier and moved more there would be hardly any depressed fuckheads on this board. It is so God damned simple but starting a lasting routine is next to impossible.
Gonna trip ITT
>You working on a bucket list?
I guess. It’s not a formal thing, but there are a few things I want to do while I can. Nothing earthshaking, I was able to get a lot of that done in my 20s and 30s.
One thing you’ll find out is, you won’t even know something was on your bucket list until after you experienced it.
I've never hunted, not cause I couldn't kill bambi but because the local butcher shop meets my needs but I want to kill ferral pigs and Nutria and every other invasive species, I want to spend time shooting outdoors with iother people and I'm not sure how to make that happen where I currently reside. I have many weapons, shitloads of ammo and plenty of beer money just no land available to me. Thats about all I have left on my list and I doubt I will make those things happen.
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One thing you’ll find out is, you won’t even know something was on your bucket list until after you experienced it.
I understand what you're saying there, oh well not much I can do about that as time is getting very short for me.
Faggot
I always wanted to shoot a Python long barrel someday
>Faggot
Stop calling sufferers of Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD) faggots please. I'm a fag and I wish they would GTFO of this board and stay on /lgbt/ as much as you
This is the oldest board on the four chans. Or it was until the retardation became unbearable and anyone over 50 had an aneurysm.
She has a nice snatch, that counts for something.
Does anyone else wish we had more local Jow Forums groups hanging out and shitposting and plinking IRL Maybe we call it the Brotherhood of Brass
>This is the oldest board on the four chans.
Jow Forums has more older qoters by I believe that Jow Forums has an older population of regular posters on the average.
Probably jerking off in a Sears changing room
Hard to push fast enough to kill threads you don't like off Jow Forums. What would your grandfather think of your pussy behavior you cunt.
Is your name Jerry? I may know you
hope to be an old man still teaching the young fellers a thing or two. Coaching air rifle helping with hunter's safety.
Knowledge I take to my grave is wasted.
Probably broken, but not from combat. I worked as a firefighter, and now I do forest inventory in the deer tick/mosquito/thorny bush infested woods of central MN. That together with tobacco, alcohol, and weightlifting will eventually ruin either my liver, joints, or lungs. I know that everyone dies at some point. If I get a debilitating sickness at old age, I don't plan on letting anyone take me to the hospital or old folks home. I want to die a Christian death in my own bed, or die doing something great.
>teaching the young fellers a thing or two
ya can't teach kids shit these days
fucking know it all virgins
its funny how fast they ball their tiny little fists up just for talking with their moms
>from MN and sponges off the taxpayers
so whats it like being a worthless fucking commie who hates America?
>That together with tobacco, alcohol, and weightlifting will eventually ruin either my liver, joints, or lungs.
Not always. As individuals our organs aren't equal. My grandpa smoked most of his life and chewed when he quit smoking and drank right up until the end. He died at 87. He was a hard-working farmer too.
His generation never saw processed foods and all the chemical food additives they we have lived our entire lives consuming. He was ten times more active than the average 25 year old and slept more. Your generation literally dpoesn't hardly move and eats the shittiest diet we can cause fuck cooking fresh foods from scratch.
We did this to ourselves but we can change but lack the discipline to do so. Its the future we chose.