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Got a message on the personal Facebook page of a local gun shop. Not sure if he's applying for a job, or just bragging, but here you go...

Matthew ******** June 21 at 8:36pm
I'm old school, had a cousin that worked for California Arms, later named California Police Supply in Santa Monica. All my shooting buds growing up from age 12 on were LAPD, Santa Monica Police, Feds, US Customs and Viet Nam Special forces and snipers, mixed in with a few mercenaries. I was lethal in bare handed combat by age 16, I considered it the highest honor any American could receive considering I missed the draft for Nam by 4 months. I had 32 handguns a Colt AR-15, M1-Garrand, M1-A1, Atcheson Assault 12 W/50 round mag., 4 other assorted shotguns, Browning 7MM Mag., Remington .308, the list goes on, before I was 17! How? All my shooting buddies bought them for me, because I could out-shoot 80% of them. We got together usually twice a month at a pre-determined spot in the Angeles National Forest and went through enough ammo to buy a house these days! 5-6 bandoliers each of military ball plus what ever we could talk the gun shop owner out of at cost. THOSE WERE THE DAYS... None of us were in paramilitary groups or any such anti anything cell, we were TRUE BLOODED
AMERICANS enjoying our 2nd amendment rights on a Sunday afternoon, it was our Church if you want to call it anything!
Being the youngest member of the group, sadly I'm the only one left to tell about the days of glory our nation once allowed us to enjoy.

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He had an AA-12... with 50 round mags? That thing would be unwieldy as all fucking hell. Have you seen how massive the 30 round alliance armaments mags are? 50 would be impossible.

Do they or have they ever made 50 round magazines for the AA-12? Most I've ever seen were 20.

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He had an aa12 before 17? So at 16 (or younger) he had a gun that was not made until 1972, yet he claims to have missed the VN draft by 4 months? That math does not work. Liars always get trapped by the facts of talking too much about shit they do not know about.

I doubt he is 16 yet.
 

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sounds like a tard

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Matthew ******** June 21 at 8:36pm
I'm old school, had a cousin that worked for California Arms, later named California Police Supply in Santa Monica. All my shooting buds growing up from age 12 on were LAPD, Santa Monica Police, Feds, US Customs and Viet Nam Special forces and snipers, mixed in with a few mercenaries. I was lethal in bare handed combat by age 16, I considered it the highest honor any American could receive considering I missed the draft for Nam by 4 months. I had 32 handguns a Colt AR-15, M1-Garrand, M1-A1, Atcheson Assault 12 W/50 round mag., 4 other assorted shotguns, Browning 7MM Mag., Remington .308, the list goes on, before I was 17! How? All my shooting buddies bought them for me, because I could out-shoot 80% of them. We got together usually twice a month at a pre-determined spot in the Angeles National Forest and went through enough ammo to buy a house these days! 5-6 bandoliers each of military ball plus what ever we could talk the gun shop owner out of at cost. THOSE WERE THE DAYS... None of us were in paramilitary groups or any such anti anything cell, we were TRUE BLOODED
AMERICANS enjoying our 2nd amendment rights on a Sunday afternoon, it was our Church if you want to call it anything!
Being the youngest member of the group, sadly I'm the only one left to tell about the days of glory our nation once allowed us to enjoy.

The details of my life are quite inconsequential ... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15-year-old French  prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize; he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament ... My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon ... luge lessons ... In the spring, we'd make meat helmets ... When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds — pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilmer ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum — it's breathtaking ... I suggest you try it.

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All that and yet no mention of ever having kissed a girl...

Odd.

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He had an Abrams huh?  Sounds legit to me.

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not to put down your 9 year old, but a lot of that is because adults will hesitate to hurt a child, again not saying your child is not bad ass, but put them up against a man who has no compunction to really hurting a child and there will be a big surprise waiting for them.

not talking about some fat ass child molester, but a fit criminal fresh from the pen.

just sayin'

It is too bad none of his shooting buddies are still alive, or they would be calling bullshit too...  So this guy is 61 y/o (based on my fuzzy math), and is posting this shit?  What is his screen name here?  

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not to put down your 9 year old, but a lot of that is because adults will hesitate to hurt a child, again not saying your child is not bad ass, but put them up against a man who has no compunction to really hurting a child and there will be a big surprise waiting for them.

not talking about some fat ass child molester, but a fit criminal fresh from the pen.

just sayin'