Fighting the Gangster Frankenstein Earphone Radio Slavery Big Brother Conspiracy at all costs
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A Libyan rebel fighter shows a weapon with a grenade launcher attachment which he said was taken from forces loyal to Libyan leader Muammar Qaddafi at Misrata's western front line, some 25 km (16 miles) from the city center, on June 7, 2011. (Reuters/Zohra Bensemra) # 
FN F2000. Made in Belgium.guitargeek wrote:Wait... what? That right there's a damn fancy shooter! What the hell is that, anyway?
Russian made? Why are the instructions in English?Workmen examine a Russian-made UB-32 multiple rocket launcher, a type of launcher rebels have been using mounted on pickup trucks, at a Libyan rebel weapons workshop and training camp in Benghazi, Libya, on Tuesday, April 19, 2011. (AP Photo/Ben Curtis)
Same reason we used to write shit in German on bombs during WWII?Ames wrote: Russian made? Why are the instructions in English?
Not only an f2000 but an f2000 with all the bells and whistles, suppressor, fancy optics and grenade launcher. Why can't I have one of those here?guitargeek wrote:
"I can carry two more."piccini9 wrote:
Wasn't the civilian version of that weapon recalled because they put in the wrong firing pins at the factory?xtian wrote:lots of debating and oppsies around here about that gun
I will never, ever, ever be as badass as this guy. Ever.xtian wrote:or should it be in politics ?
http://www.theatlantic.com/infocus/2011 ... ls/100086/
A lesson in coolness brought to you by the libyan rebel alliance
Chris Wall wrote:I was born and raised way out west
But the thing I love 'bout livin' here best
It ain't the mountains, the valleys, the hats, or the boots
It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot
We got shotguns and sixguns, we got a shitload of guns
Shootin varments and critters, is a shitload of fun
I don't care about the money, I don't care about the loot
Give me Jack Daniel's whiskey and something to shoot
Now there's a whole herd of elk, right there in a line
But it's a pain in the ass to shoot 'em one at a time
And I'm way below quota; I've had a bad day
Boy what I wouldn't give for just one hand grenade
I don't care about the future, I don't care about the past
As long as I've got some creatures to blast
We got deer, we got elk, we got ol' owls that hoot
And when I've killed them all, they'll be Yankees to shoot
Don' 'cha tailgate me son get off my back
I gotta thirty-ought-six right here in the rack
And this ain't New Jeresy; We don't honk, we don't yell
And if you touch that bumper I'll blow you to hell
I was born and raised way out west
And the thing like 'bout livin' here best
It ain't the mountains, the valleys, the hats, or the boots
It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot
It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot
