Quoted from Garrett:But when you’ve had way too much to drink just walk down to the shooting range.
Cool spot just outside Dayton, OzH.[quoted image]
It is not often someone posts photos from home... that isn't your photos...
This is my hometown, my old stomping grounds, and the number of brain cells lost in that parking lot RIGHT THERE in your photo is staggering...
Welcome to Beavercreek, Ohio. Home of the Battlin' Beavers... yeah I hope that puts the same image in your head it does most people.
Fun story...
The Band Boosters were looking for ways to make some money using their new button making machine... so the parents sat around and brainstormed and someone said "Well, just what is scary about a Beaver?" And someone said "Beavers bite!" And they all went "Oh, yeah..." nod, nod, nod... and so they spent their budget on producing hundreds of orange and black buttons that said... you guessed it, "Beavers Bite!" and then sent them to school and TRIED to sell them to the students. We were appalled. Not just by the slang of the day that things that sucked also "Bit the big one" or for short "Bites!", but also the double entendre of the female anatomy, well, biting.
They sold more of those buttons to the opposing teams students who would buy them at the concession stands on the home side and wear them proudly in the stands of the visiting team. We had those orange buttons coming out our asses and ears for two more years before they finally ran out. Whenever we saw a student wearing one we would walk by and say "Don't they ever?"