NOLA Mans Up
About danged time. According to The Gun Shots, a blog over at Outdoor Life, folks in New Orleans are taking their hurricane preparedness a little more seriously this time around.
While the AR-15 is a fine weapon (particularly if you customize it with the Hello Kitty paint job pictured), ‘Puter agrees with the commenter who says that a pump action 12 gauge is far more effective for home defense. A .223 load is great at distance, but you’ll be at short range and you want something idiot-proof. After all, you’re not going to be shooting at looters coming down the street, you’re going to be taking them on inside your home.
The sound of a pump action shotgun cycling a round is unmistakable. If you’re doing something you oughtn’t, the sound will make your blood run cold, and your pants run brown. Get one of these and stagger your loads. ‘Puter prefers a slug load followed by buckshot and then alternate, but whatever works best for you.
Always right, unless he isn’t, the infallible Ghettoputer F. X. Gormogons claims to be an in-law of the Volgi, although no one really believes this.
’Puter carefully follows economic and financial trends, legal affairs, and serves as the Gormogons’ financial and legal advisor. He successfully defended us against a lawsuit from a liquor distributor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in unpaid deliveries of bootleg shandies.
The Geep has an IQ so high it is untestable and attempts to measure it have resulted in dangerously unstable results as well as injuries to researchers. Coincidentally, he publishes intelligence tests as a side gig.
His sarcasm is so highly developed it borders on the psychic, and he is often able to insult a person even before meeting them. ’Puter enjoys hunting small game with 000 slugs and punt guns, correcting homilies in real time at Mass, and undermining unions. ’Puter likes to wear a hockey mask and carry an axe into public campgrounds, where he bursts into people’s tents and screams. As you might expect, he has been shot several times but remains completely undeterred.
He assures us that his obsessive fawning over news stories involving women teachers sleeping with young students is not Freudian in any way, although he admits something similar once happened to him. Uniquely, ’Puter is unable to speak, read, or write Russian, but he is able to sing it fluently.
Geep joined the order in the mid-1980s. He arrived at the Castle door with dozens of steamer trunks and an inarticulate hissing creature of astonishingly low intelligence he calls “Sleestak.” Ghettoputer appears to make his wishes known to Sleestak, although no one is sure whether this is the result of complex sign language, expert body posture reading, or simply beating Sleestak with a rubber mallet.
‘Puter suggests the Czar suck it.