Wait a minute. Forcible Entry Tool?
They sell forcible entry tools?
A discount for criminal organizations and SWAT teams?
“What do you want for Christmas, Honey?”
“Oh, I’d really like a forcible entry tool.”
:rolleyes:
Wait a minute. Forcible Entry Tool?
They sell forcible entry tools?
A discount for criminal organizations and SWAT teams?
“What do you want for Christmas, Honey?”
“Oh, I’d really like a forcible entry tool.”
:rolleyes:
Those were very popular with my fire department. Smaller and lighter than a Halligan.
:: puts FUBAR in medical tool kit:: No longer need to knock
Adds this gem just in case
I am really liking the “medical field”
Jim
Ooh, ooh. I knew what a Halligan is w/o Googlfying it!
A house we bought once, the owner left a bunch of stuff - tool things, old pieces of wood, ya thinks I would have NO idea how to use?
One thing was a Halligan, and one of neighbors was a firefighter, and told me what it was, then said he’d love to have it if I didn’t want it.
I still have it, because you never know, right?
Driving around all day with a scanner on means I have arrived at fires & accidents many times before first responders. Once many years ago an accident happened right in front of me and the victim was trapped, unconscious and the vehicle was catching on fire. With the help of another guy who stopped at the same time we cradled the victim’s neck as best we could and extricated him before the fire got too bad. Got a call from the victim a week later telling me thanks and he was doing much better.
So yes, rescue tools are pretty cool to have. And if you have to do some demo work in a house rebuild I bet that sucker would rock.
I have to go out. I don’t want to but I have to.
Actually, no I don’t. Well I need to go let the dogs out but I don’t have to stop at the store on the way. So I can stay in my sloppy sweats being that the dogs don’t care what I look like.
My mother is bitching about the house being a mess. I told her I’d clean it up for her but I doubt anybody will like the way I do it - IE: pick up everybodys shit out of the living/dining room and dump it in the middle of their beds. Or I could just throw it all out into the front yard and call the junk man. That won’t go over so well either but I’d have fun and it’d be good exercise.
Sympathy and commiserations,** Jynx**.
It only got down to 42F last night. I guess the lower temps have adjusted me, because it seemed cold, but not bothering cold. And it wasn’t a big deal getting up in the morning.
Made it to the library during break, yesterday. Had three books on hold and grabbed a book on CD for the car. Went to use the self checkout and heard my name. The librarian behind the counter was calling me over, saying that she already had my account pulled up. Damn. I’d say that was a sign that I’m a regular, but I think it’s also that we go to some of the same City meetings.
But still, :D, I got preferential treatment at the library.
Some improvement to report. I’m eating solid food today. Not a lot of it, but some.
Apparently, when the GB gets grumpy, everything in the neighborhood also gets grumpy and swells, including the stomach. The upshot is you don’t have room to eat much. Both Monday and yesterday, all I could manage was soup. Today I was eating stuff from my regular diet.
With the weight I need to lose, I could go for this more often if it wasn’t so damned painful.
{{{Lucky}}} I’m so sorry for your loss. Your cousin, the family and of course, you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Yeller congrats on becomin’ a VIP! Maybe next time you have to renew your driver’s license, you’ll be called to the front of the line cause, you know, you’re YOU!
Ok, had a nice surprise for N.O.L. today. I got told when I got to the orifice that N.O.L. would be catered today at no cost. Thus I had some baked chikin, green beans, squish casserole, mac 'n cheese, a really good roll and a nummy, nummy piece of German chawklit cake. I’s stuffded. Guess the sammich I brought with me will be N.O.L. tomorrow then.
I want a nappy poo.
That’s how I feel whenever I get a tooth yanked. I lose five pounds, but the method leaves something to be desired.
You remembered the anesthetic.
Good job!
Anesthetic? I thought that was for you guys.
It is for the patient!
We had to test it, of course.
Great minds think alike
Jim
At least you clowns haven’t decided on removing it by launching sharks at me.
Oooh! Dr. Sharknado!
What size FUBAR do you guys think? This is pretty delicate work, so I think the 18 incher.
Maybe the 30". Anybody know how large his gut is?
How about a live version of this instead of box cutters?
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VijteqEoKqc/UfrLuNgeZ_I/AAAAAAAAJV4/1qvo3HWx_60/s1600/IMG_1208.JPG
JIM
Come on, Jim this is serious business.
We could cut our fingers or something.
Man, what we do for our friends.
I was thinking this kind of razor blade has a built in depth gauge.
I can’t figure that FUBAR thing out. I see a pry bar at one end, but what’s the other end for?
No, I’m not very mechanically minded, can you tell?
{{{Jynx}}}
In addition to working an 11 hour day yesterday, my schedule for tomorrow is all fubared. And not the kind the rest of y’all are talking about. I swear, every time I want to take some time off Squirrel AGM screws around with my schedule to get back at me.