A field gunner is a former member of an 18 man Field Gun team. The sport of Field Gun was played by the British Royal Navy up to 1999 and commemorates the Royal Navy involvement in the seige of Ladysmith, in 1900.
The sport involves a complete 12-pounder 4.7 inch field gun and limber, total weight 2100 lb. It has to be taken to pieces, moved over two 5 ft high walls, a 28ft wide chasm, and through two narrow openings that are each just big enough for one man to crouch and scramble through.
Then it has to be reassembled and fired three times before being taken back down and carried via the same obstacles back to the start line.
The only extra equipment allowed are two spars and a wire to make a sheerlegs crane to get over the chasm.
The average time for the entire run was around two mins 30 secs.
Nowadays it has been revived as a game for kids, so is not the same thing at all.
A traditional Field Gunner is therefore a hard-assed motherfucker who never thinks about injuries and pain, and a true son of a gun who you would love to have on your side in any confrontational situation, and who will have a good laugh about it with you afterwards in the wreckage of your wannabe assailants.
I'd fuck her at the drop of a hat. But her brother is a Field Gunner so I'll ask him if I can date her first.
Cheerful Charlie: Fuck, man, you've got no fingers or thumb on your right hand! Are you a Field Gunner?
Bollocky Bill: Yeah. But I've still got a complete set left.
a small gang, posse, crew that formed in eastchester to fight against the whites but failed terribly. Their mostly a mixed color group that is unorganized in the streets and also their plans, but still will brawl. Its kinda impossible to fight against the eastchester kids because they bring 20 to 3 mostly trash talking causing a scene for the cops to come or adults to come out and call the cops and point their rich preppy fingers at the skullz like their the bad guy. If a skull member hit an eastchester kid most likely the kid will bitch out run away and cry, but later bring 30 of his fake mob/ or mafia friends to the persons house screaming, threatening, throwing rocks and banging on their door continuously like the ku klux klan. A skull would usually wear skull shirts sometimes, and can be spotted most of the times in one area practicing fighting each other. If you hear the skullz arguing among each other theres no need to get pop corn and drinks because its an every day thing. Even though the skullz get put down sometimes, they always find a way to get back up. Who knows, you might get tazzed. ZEBONY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
mem#1: Yo man i miss the crew, lets bring the skullz back.
mem#2: Im down with what ever man, but i hate those damn eatchester kids.
mem#1: Look theres the kid i got into an argument with a couple of days ago, hes coming over to start shit, ZEBONY!!!! BITCH!!!!!!
when you're playing a PC game and your hand slips so you have to reposition your fingers causing your character to flail around as you figure out where the right keys are
guy 1: dude you just crashed the car you stole to run over hookers
guy 2: oh yeah sorry, i got a case of WASDisorientation
guy 1: oh sorry, you are forgiven
Carla is a truly beautiful girl. She may not believe it, but she is. She has long, wavy, and gorgeous black hair that you just would love to run your fingers through. She is beautiful inside and out. Carla is a caring and loving person that always goes the extra mile for everyone. She has a huge heart that many people admire. Carla charms everyone she meets, she's just that fabulous. She is an extremely intelligent girl. She gives a hundred percent at everything she does. And Carla cares for everyone she meets, even strangers :) She is also a very talented person because she excels at everything she puts her mind to. Her laugh feels everyone with an undescrible joy. Her voice and skill in music is far from ordinary. All in all, she is a hilarious, gorgeous, a great friend to everyone she has ever met :) And any guy would be lucky to date a girl who is half as laid back and awesome as Carla.
Hey, do you see that girl, Carla, over there?
She seems really cool. I wanna go talk to her, but I'm too scared. How could a guy like me every have a chance with a girl like her?
A word used by kids and adults years ago that seems to have fallen out of use but still used occasionally.
A word that a kid used when they hit their fingers accidentally with a hammer or was hurt suddenly in an unexpected way. They used this word in place of curse words like damn, damnit, or any other cuss word that comes to mind. Many times you'd get a whipping anyway for saying a word close to a curse word.
This was done because years ago adults did not want their kids to cuss. It did not matter if you came from a religious family or not. Sometimes the non-religious would whip you harder than a religious person would.
Kid 1. "Momma whipped me yesterday." "I still can't sit down too long."more...
Kid 2. "I am sorry!" "I still remember that one your mom gave me." "When I got home and told my mom about it she whipped me too." "I got a third when dad got off work." " By the way what happened this time????"
Kid 1. "A thunderstorm was coming." Mom told me to run the chickens back into their chicken house." "I got them all in except for the rooster, you know, the one that flogs us when our backs are turned."
Kid 2 " Yeah I know that....(Slaps hand over mouth aand looks around in fear)
Kid 1 "I got mad at that rooster." "I was already mad at him because he'd cut me with his spurs a few days ago when he flogged me." I was so mad I actually said "Dang old rooster"".
Kid 2. And your momma heard you?"
Kid 1. "You git that right." " You put your hand over your mouth earlier instead of saying a cuss word which means you probably thought a cuss word." Does your mom whip you for thinking cuss words too."
Kid 2 "Yes." "I can't wait until I grow up and cuss like daddy does."
Kid 1. " You ain't even safe then." "Momma heard dad say a bad word and told him he was acting like White Trash."
A fursuit style of costume is usually a elaborate full body costume constructed over a period of many months. The wearer may make their own costume or have another make it for them. They may be very elaborate and involve several different colors of fur. The head is usually sized to be more true to life.more...
There are several methods used to construct the head. Papier mache may be built up possibly on a wooden frame, but this usually results in a very heavy head. Foam blocks may be hollowed out and carved, then covered with fur. Plastic or fiberglass strips or wire may be formed into a frame and covered with papier-mache or other material. A hockey mask or other helmet may be used as a foundation to build a head.
The most elaborate heads are ultra custom made to form fit on a persons head. This is done by making a lifecast, or mold of a persons head. Lifecasts can also be made of the body and hands.
Some may apply one or more pieces of latex rubber, called prosthesis, shaped like muzzles or ears, to their head with spirit gum. The edges can be blended to the skin with some kind of putty or clay material. Then makeup can be applied over the prosthesis and face.
The body suit is usually constructed from several different colors and possibly lengths of fur. Usually there is belly fur of a contrasting color, usually light or white, reaching from the throat to near the groin. In come costumes, the zipper or other fastening is run along the seam between the belly fur ...
Poem by Alan Ginsburg
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,more...
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York.
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, w...