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I have this funny feeling there is a lot of mumbling, growling and grumbling and the mad clickity-clack of a keyboard going on right now somewhere in Georgia lol
ETA: I believe I shall dedicate the next one to you P-Dawg
Grand, I swear you get 2 demerits of using anything Vanilla Ice but I add back +1000 because that was freakin awesome.
And then r to the ob busts some Public Enemy? I didnt know you guys were hip to the classics.....
But the Beib????????
I am kinda ticked I am in the middle of a move and having to post from my phone. I have been thinking of a curveball for a couple of days and its a pain in the butt to type from my phone.
. Got it in a mylar storing til I get unpacked.
I think this thread is going to make for some fun conversations around a campfire sometime in the fall!
You know what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like this?
thanks guys for all of the technical information.
i notice that a few of you seem to be fans of the russian weapon..
i'm not as advanced as you guys.
and i'm ashamed to go public with these questions,
but i've tried to learn from these posts
so here's my guess on some of the terms you've used.
vanilla ice - a cooling compound. possibly ice itself, carried by ak users because their weapons overheat. but here's what
got me... why would you want a vanilla fragrance coming off your weapon as the compound melted... vanilla? , but having the cooling compound seems to make a lot of sense.
nascar - "not a scientific carbine ar" but we do as good as we can?
kid rock and rap rock.. i went to the rockriver website. looking for weapons for kids first. or a rockriver with a very high rounds per minute
and couldn't see anything. i then checked out rock island.. nothing there. so since the rockriver and rock island are the quality weapon manufacturers, i know ... the ak must be the kid version of the ak !! and the rap must be the airsoft version?
def - defense equity firm or danish equipment foundry?
tallica and pandera one seemed to be better than the other... polish gunpowder manufacturers?
bruce buffer - a little gasket type thingee that keeps aks tight and snug, so they won't rattle ?
yellowwood - what they make ak stocks out of? i'm guessing it is resistant to heat and fire so they don't burn up
anyhow.
any help on the above would be appreciated.
heh.
rr
Last edited by rockriver; 07-09-2012, 04:14 AM.
Reason: tried to ease it up.
Don't know the Justin Beaver reference, I was kickin it freestyle. Guess it sounded like something she made????? That sucks.... :mad::mad::mad:
vanilla ice - a cooling compound. possibly ice itself, carried by ak users
because their weapons overheat. but here's what
got me... why
would you want a vanilla fragrance coming off your weapon as the compound
melted... vanilla? not exactly my idea
of a macho type fragrance,
but having the cooling compound seems to make a lot of sense.
Actually this is used by AR owners so rounds don't cook off in the chamber when the weapon is actually used a lot in a short period of time. Actually a scary thing to witness and see. Ask the folks at Tactical Response how often they have seen this at classes. Happened once at a class I attended there. Oddly enough 8 rifles in that class- 6 AR's and 2 AK's. All but ONE rifle went down at least once in the two days /1,500 rounds. Guess who owned that rifle? ;) The other AK was a school rental IIRC, probably had not been cleaned in five or six million rounds and was a Century.
Us AK afficionados (sp?) don't claim Century AK's as part of the family. They are the like the drunk retard cousin that no one wants to talk about that $#%##$ up the good family name. LOL
You may fire your AK so much the wood smokes and may even start on fire, but I've never seen one cook off a round in the chamber. I've seen a 7.62x39 AK shoot a 5.56 round. Oddly enough the same guy my freestyle rap was about did that one too.....
Boris- "He's famous, has picture on three dollar bill!"
Rocky- "Wow! I've never even seen a three dollar bill!"
Grand Beat me to the drop so I quit refining this lyrical (snicker) Masterpiece (cough, snort).
I just had to go ICE COLD
I figured I had already lost soo many braincells, might as well drop a few more.
I must say, not of GRAND quality, it was a work in progress...
Yo, Kommrade, let's kick it!
Kalash, Kalash, baby
Kalash, Kalash, baby
All right stop
Kollaborate and listen
Kalash is back with a brand new invention
Build a rifle and license it to our Allies
Being built foreva, rustin up, but wearin out neva’
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and It'll glow
To the gansta’ extreme I rock a dbl mag like a handle
Light up a foe and wax a Пиндос like a vandal (copy, paste, google it)
Let’s Dance
Bum rush the enemy that looms
killin' your prey like some forty year old spam
Deadly, when I empty a dope mag
Anything less than the best is a standad
Love it or leave it
You better fire away
Need more rounds to hit the bull's eye
Still the AK don't play
If there was a problem
Yo, a hammer’ll solve it
Check out my dbl mag while my left hand revolves it
Kalash, Kalash, baby
Ice, Ice, A K
Kalash, Kalash, baby
Ice, Ice, A K
Now that the war game is jumping
With the mag kicked in, the rounds are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking AR's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I fire crazy when I hear a dry round
a Yank cuss 'bout a jammed up A R
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin with the politsiya five oh
With my Ushankas off, so my hair can blow
Keepin gunsmiths on standby
Waving just to say hi
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on firing even with the rust crop
I busted the stock, it can still rock, into the next can
That can was wet, Oh Well.
Yo, so I continued on the M10 to Red Square
Girls were hot, calling them bushkas there
Kommrades weilding an AvtoVaz
Jealous 'cause I'm out shootin’ mine
I’m down with a gauge and a concealed nine
But I show like mad with my A K
Keeping the heads down on the other side, firing nonstop, far and wide
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my AK
All I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my BOV, stood on the gas
Bumper to bumper the M-10's packed
I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack
Politsiya on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the Bratva
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out my dbl mag while my left hand revolves it
Ice, Ice AK
Kalash, Kalash baby
Ice, Ice AK
Kalash, Kalash baby
Take heed, 'cause I'm (NOT) a lyrical poet
Kremlin's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the brap sound
Enough shake to stomp a hole in yo a**
‘cause my rifle's like Chernobyl
Cook your dinner on the barrel in a fox hole
Contorted and deformed
still a hell of a concept
We make em from scrap yugos and from the landfill
throw it in a paddy and return
Fires like a sewing machine, so fast
Other operators say, "damn"
If my gun was a drug
I'd bang it like a drum
Keep my composure when it's time to get close
Radioactive from the fallout, hmmm, think my hair's loose
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it!
Smack it with a tree limb and reload it
Ice, Ice AK
Kalash, Kalash baby
Ice, Ice AK
Kalash, Kalash baby
Yo Kommie, let's get out of here
Word to your maht
My urban prone is in a position for all to see.
Regret-less for how it feels.
I got a AK with a name on it.
AK with a name.
Because the cause for all, the breathing pause you think you see
is really concentration on the steel.
I got a AK with a name on it.
AK with a name.
See everybody watching and passing judgement
on every little modification and change I make.
How can I be an carbine with the weight of all those rails
with 8 attachment points ?
And with everything happening;
gunshots clappin' steel
runnin' rounds in every direction
with hand guards heating up,
I got my hand out lookin' to seat another mag in
[Chorus]
The price tags on the AK i need is getting bigger by the day
I got a AK with a name on it.
Ak with a name.
The way I dont work so hard to make my AK work like a charm
I got a AK with a name on it.
AK with a name.
I'm workin' them steels harder than a hundred black rifles .
No water, no clouds, no cover to hide behind
from the hotter than H$% flash hider
empty again from another 400 rounds...
I mean who doesn't want the Ar's
The muticam , tier 1 attention, Larue parts ,eotechs
or an ACR?
Funny how we say we don't need it
then turn around and try to buy it.
[Chorus]
Everything that they say about AR's
And everything that they make sound you need,
Is nothing when you have an AK
Everyone trying to make it harder
than it would ever be.
i dont care about the name on the AK that I aim...
You know, Protus is the same no matter time nor place
He doesn’t understand by owning an AK he shouldn’t show his face
So I tell you other posters from across the land
There’s no need to argue, Protus just don’t understand
I remember one time Protus wanted to go poppin
It was him, me, Matt oh and Admin wanted to go hoppin
We cased up our rifles and hopped in the car
Headed down to the range, it wasn’t that far
Protus started buggin with the rifle he chose
I didn’t say nothing at first, just turned up my nose
He said “what’s wrong with this? This AK only cost $400”
I said “Protus, wood furniture went obsolete the same time as the butterfly collar”
The next half hour was the same darn thing
Protus loadin up mags for that WASR 10-63
And then he lost his mind and did the ultimate
Charged up a round and all we heard was a click
I said “Protus whadda you doin? You’ll ruin your rep!”
He said “I came to shoot this rifle, I’ll prove my rep yet!”
I said “Protus, put that rifle up and use my AR, Please!” He said “No!”
“I came to shoot this rifle now give me a minute and I’ll put on a show!”
I just sighed and muttered something under my breath
He said “what’s the matter?! This rifle will cause certain death!”
I said “it’s old, it’s clunky, it’s got the ergonomics of a rock.”
“Now will you please stop showin off your side folding stock?”
He wasn’t with it, his choice stayed the same
And inevitably, the moment of truth came
I thought I could distance myself, I tried to be slick
He said “no way, uh-uh, come back here and forget it!”
There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax
And I saw him walk up with that ancient artifact
And when he walked up to the line, it was just as I thought
People were laughing and pointing at the rifle he brought
And those that weren’t laughing still had a ball
They were pointing and whispering at the situation overall
He tried shooting that old rifle until the day’s end
But me being me, stayed with him as a loyal friend
For the next six hours, I sat and tried to explain
That keeping that beat up AK would just cause him more pain
But I tell you other posters from across the land
There’s no need to argue, Protus just don’t understand
Okay, here’s the situation
I grabbed my rifle and took a week’s vacation
And heading down to Georgia for Lowdown’s little shoot
Lowdown grabbed his Arsenal, he thought it was cute
Showed it off around the neighborhood
I thought “no you shouldn’t, but I suppose you could.”
Pay attention here’s the thick of the plot
Thousand round challenge, AR versus the block
“The AK is superior, it’ll win every time,” Lowdown kept on talking
I just kept quiet, I knew in the end a win for the AR I’d be chalking
You have to see the BCM’s ergonomic dimensions
I charged up and around and started paying attention
Lowdown said “are you ready?” I said “yeah” he said “okay”
“Let’s get down to business, that AR is sure to get slayed.”
He kept on talking, it was the same old antics
I didn’t say nothing, just knew AR haters could be lunatics
“Come on Lowdown, show me your rifle is a prince”
“Let’s get to shooting and I’ll prove you wrong with this.”
He agreed and we were on our way
Started shooting those rifles, the challenge of the day
He hit the steel targets, but it wasn’t any matter of precision
It was all I could do not to start yapping some derision
He slammed in that new mag and kept shooting on
But you could see the accuracy degrade, it started to wan
I popped in my mag, I put my finger to the gas
His head swept around and almost got whiplash
The dust cover was open, the Burris on high
I took aim at the targets, I didn’t want to make him cry
But I hit every target, even those fairly far
“C’mon Lowdown, you know the AK is old and the AR raises the bar.”
After nine hundred rounds he started to see
I didn’t say anything at first, tried to conceal my glee
He said “Maybe I was wrong, this thing’s a pretty good gun.”
“But I’m not changing my mind, the AK’s still not done.”
We kept continuing to shoot, he wasn’t having any second place
He knew he had to continue, he had to save some face
I kept on shooting; the BCM continued to dance
Continued to the bottom of that ammo can, nothing left to chance
I mean, I was on vacation, making someone eat their words
The new ARs are a champ, haven’t ya heard?
Lowdown walked over, he had to get a grip
“Well, it looks like I was wrong, glad you made the trip.”
I said “hey brother, you know I had to make a case.”
But you shoulda seen the evil look on his face
It was a hard day of shooting, the AR survived it
He said “But I’m not changing my mind, the AR is still the pits.”
I couldn’t believe it, the AR just completed
His challenge of a shoot off, the AK was defeated
But I tell you posters from across the land
There’s no need to argue, Lowdown just don’t understand
You need to put this stuff to music or a beat or whatever they do with rap. You could make some money!...chuckle...
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