He has a shitload of guns, lives in an RV and basically just pays me to hang out drink whisky with him and do basic handyman shit. This fuckin rules
He has a shitload of guns, lives in an RV and basically just pays me to hang out drink whisky with him and do basic handyman shit. This fuckin rules
like he's flipping used ones like a sex doll realtor? or is this more of an etsy thing?
Apparently he's a contractor with a wholesalers license (which combined with all the guns he has literally in every fucking cabinet in his trailer) is why I made the arms dealer joke.