G.R.A.D Knife Gun
A hybrid weapon that combines a knife with a revolver. You can see the 5-shot cylinder housed in the handle in the second photo. They come chambered in .22 LR and .22 Short, with the barrel concealed and flush with the knife handle.
I’m assuming that the little pin/spike protruding out of the handle just above the top of the blade is meant to prevent you from accidentally placing a finger over the barrel.
These are considered A.O.W by the BATFE and are not legal in some states. I’ll link a video of one being used down below.
It feels wrong and dirty and gross- it always has. I hate it but fuck!
Finally got to cash my check.. Now I’m broke. Paid my ticket, got invited to record with some bros and I’m broke again- had money so I wasted it on booze and cigarettes on top of that bought mcdicks again on the way home- why can’t I hold money without the need to spend it on something :( I really don’t wanna have to be on house arrest
I want land and a house a few animals to keep me busy and a business that provides for me ad allows me to do what I want. So I can travel once a season and never be limited by expenditure.
I wants a small house in the city- a townhouse type deal. Nothing big but nicer than most could have. A well designed space where friends and family come to party and socialize without fear of subjection to judgement and like to be.
I don’t know what I want or who I am or how to achieve a sliver of satisfaction from this fucked up mess that’s supposed to be my life. Maybe I should just save up a bunch of money and disapeer. Create a plan to move somewhere and start over. Where no one could find me or influence from outside. Maybe I should just clean up and become a soldier and live on base.
Maybe I should cry for help, maybe I should kill myself
Maybe I should find a good job that doesn’t test and date a dealer so I can be high on a constant supply that won’t run out and ill deal eventually quitting my job start rapping an get famous- ya fucking right
WHY AM I STILL HERE!?
Cocaine and heroin
Acid and MDMA
Bullshit and Caviar
Cigarettes and Mary Jane
I want my life to be exciting. maybe I’m just an adrenaline junky. Maybe I’m just a junky. It seems like in te last few years I’ve swung a complete 360- which I’d say is a good thing but… FUCK I CAN’T EVEN COMPLETE A FUCKING THOUGHT!
So many accomplishments all for nothing. It’s been another year of coasting on probation at a middle man job. But I have no idea what to do or what I want. Every day is ridiculous. It’s a struggle some days to stay happy others its easy. I don’t know if that’s because of my brain and that’s the way I am or if its because I’m coming off the drugs but its scary cause if this is my mind sober I don’t want it. I never wanted to be dependant on any drug for happiness but it turns out that’s what ive done to myself either way. So either way I lose. I don’t want to be home. I’m already unhappy- I’ve completely failed. There are other things I want to do but I don’t really feel any better. I’ve contemplated suicide but for some reason I can’t make up my mind. My thoughts are hard to grasp and hold. I hate the feeling of being alone I mean its really nice to eat but fuck
Yes I’m a fuckup a very lonely fuckup