FE x Sangin Overlord
- Thread starter Jason Vincent
- Start date
-
Join our community of outdoor enthusiasts! Subscribe to Field Ethos Magazine to unlock full forum access and connect with fellow adventurers sharing their stories, tips, and experiences.
If you are already a subscriber, log in here.
Milo'sSyndicate
Active member
HEY Buddy, WATCHing this thread I KNOW what time it is!?!
demetrius.tex98
Member
Lmao at this point if I got the link texted before everyone I’d put in a Trump mask, blast ice ice baby, and run across the west side of San Antonio 
honestly would be more tame than bs I did in the army when I was a kid lol there’s my offer.
honestly would be more tame than bs I did in the army when I was a kid lol there’s my offer.
UPDATE:
This is a picture of my Sangin Kinetic and has nothing to do with the release of our collab. Blessings and good tidings be upon you all.
This is a picture of my Sangin Kinetic and has nothing to do with the release of our collab. Blessings and good tidings be upon you all.
peytonaukland39
Active member
I’m reporting this message as harassment. Seeing “update” in all caps in my email made me call my boss a homosexual slur and hang up the phone. Thanks for nothing Charlie.
YETI
Active member
Laps. Lots and lots of laps
Ryan Horst
Well-known member
HR!!!!
Charlie wins this thread
Matt Johnston
Member
So I had a super weird dream last night!
I was driving across north Texas late one evening, nothing but sage and highway around me, when I spotted an old Kenworth Conventional sitting half off the road. Its lights blinked weakly in the dark. Out there, in the middle of nowhere, it felt wrong to just pass by, so I stopped to see if I could lend a hand.
No driver in sight. The cab was empty, door hanging open. As I turned back to my SUV, something moved between the containers on the flatbed. I leaned closer and saw it—a thick, black, road-worn rattlesnake, sliding lazily through the straps and boxes like it owned the place.
It finally settled next to a big pelican case marked SI. The label said something about Charleston, South Carolina. I put it together—Sangin Instruments. Probably a shipment of watches going to FE.
I wasn’t about to steal them, but I couldn’t just leave them either. If I save the shipment, I might be granted early access to the drop! For a second, I thought about calling Texas Pete. As a Texan, he should be able to lasso a snake right? Only problem? I didn’t actually know Texas Pete. I had no computer or way to instant message him.
The snake twitched towards me, my heart jumped, and suddenly I was wide awake—back in bed, pulse racing, the road and that lonely truck fading fast from my mind.
It's really good that I woke up, or Satan the Murder Dog may have been hoisted onto the trailer to battle the snake. My guess is it would have been over for both dog and snake.
I was driving across north Texas late one evening, nothing but sage and highway around me, when I spotted an old Kenworth Conventional sitting half off the road. Its lights blinked weakly in the dark. Out there, in the middle of nowhere, it felt wrong to just pass by, so I stopped to see if I could lend a hand.
No driver in sight. The cab was empty, door hanging open. As I turned back to my SUV, something moved between the containers on the flatbed. I leaned closer and saw it—a thick, black, road-worn rattlesnake, sliding lazily through the straps and boxes like it owned the place.
It finally settled next to a big pelican case marked SI. The label said something about Charleston, South Carolina. I put it together—Sangin Instruments. Probably a shipment of watches going to FE.
I wasn’t about to steal them, but I couldn’t just leave them either. If I save the shipment, I might be granted early access to the drop! For a second, I thought about calling Texas Pete. As a Texan, he should be able to lasso a snake right? Only problem? I didn’t actually know Texas Pete. I had no computer or way to instant message him.
The snake twitched towards me, my heart jumped, and suddenly I was wide awake—back in bed, pulse racing, the road and that lonely truck fading fast from my mind.
It's really good that I woke up, or Satan the Murder Dog may have been hoisted onto the trailer to battle the snake. My guess is it would have been over for both dog and snake.
b.t.kelley
Member
JUDAS. I almost smashed my computer for missing the drop ... but well played sir.
peytonaukland39
Active member
Damnit.
Attachments
michael.shabareck
Member
Take your time on those laps Charlie. I'm still waiting on the 401k transfer.
The Gimp almost suspended your account for emotional instability.
No snitching allowed at FE
Milo'sSyndicate
Active member
....and Phantom 309 slipped back into the foggy night.....
Milo'sSyndicate
Active member
peytonaukland39
Active member
My laps will be ran rest assured. All in good fun.
michael.shabareck
Member
I'm doing my best to not go full autist and do a 38 slide PowerPoint breakdown on why that even happened. While I may be a bumbling moron about hunting, I'm a well educated & well experienced bumbling moron in the practice of flattening baseballs and preventing baseballs from being flattened.
Similar threads
