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“Yeah, we’re really all dudes!!”
Grandma got an 18 Gun Salute.
One wonders what caliber “Never Quite” 9mm ammo is? Variable diameter isn’t usually the best design for bullets.
8.9999999mm?
We are handling the “other” fun stick!
WHO needs to get back in the kitchen?
Who you callin’ a gun bunny? ?
“Alright ladies, that cheating bastard is in section E, row 6!”
.380 and makarov, the “never quite 9mm” calibers.
I guess you ladies would rather me shower elsewhere?
This is what a real college “safe space” looks like.
The reason Godzilla prefers Japan to the US.
while sighting in on the other teams vase, the men’s danish rifle team realized too late that their opponents were using shotguns.
that’s when they realized … they fucked up
Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight. My goodness and my fortress… my high tower and my Deliverer. My shield, and he in whom I trust. Be not Thou far from me, O Lord.
Shooting beats marching any day!
Are we shootin’ people today?
Wut? You want this trophy? Come on-make our day.
Ya gotta be askin’ yourself, ‘Did they fire four shots? Or three?’
Well, do ya feel lucky, punk?
Ok ladies, if they vote no on Constitutional carry, squeeze those triggers…
“Red Rover Red Rover I dare you to come over.”
After clearing the field of both teams and the bleachers of sports fans, the Ladies Hearth & Home Bake Sale went on as planned.
What do you mean the backstop’s behind us?
“target the pink hat’s with ears girls, they are the ones holding you back!”
Back in my day, only women got hip pointers.
Alright you SOB. You got our sister pregnant and now you’re going to make it right. Understand?
President Woodrow Wilson’s secret team of elite female bodyguards?
Who needs an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle, we have the real thing.
State U gets serious about sanctions for doping in their athletics program.
No need for a scope to see that man meat.
“The frumpy fashionista shooting team won many a prize, but could never fill a stadium”
Back when men where men and so were half the women.
Women, the way to get to aan’s heart is to out shoot him.
Hillary’s firing squad for Benghazi.
Given the hilarious typo, ‘team never quite’ instead of ‘team never quit’ only one caption is possible:
“Ladies of Team Never Quite win safe gun handling trophy.”
This is my rifle.
That is your gun.
Now it is time to run boy, run!
Hell hath no fury…
“You finally got to choose HOW, Mr. Gilmore. Now we get to choose WHO does it.”
The ladies’ rifle team had trouble filling the stands before they adopted uniforms designed by Liberte Austin.
“Berlin, 1936: The ladies’ soccer team from Germany prepare to defend their trophy against the team from Brazil in the championship match.”
Steady ladies; weight till you see the white of their eyes.
“”So you’re telling me pleasuring me is out of the question?”
This is how moms used to demand action…
Old School Feminists – No whining , complaining or need for safe places.
“Yes, women play rugby. Now clear the field, or we’ll also demonstrate another skill set.”
“We’ve got yer ‘powder puff’ right here!”
His last request was to have a firing party and then have his ashes scattered over the football field a his alma mater.
Once the Arlen High School cheerleaders learned to dial in on the quarterbacks, Arlen never lost another game.
” The last guy that cat-called us is in this urn. Anything else you wanna say?”
“Female rifle class of 1903. Winning the hearts and minds one bullet at a time.”
Well done, Ladies, and now for the next rapist!
Their fashion designer is up against the wall.
“Inspiration provided courtesy of Annie Oakley, Little Miss Sure-Shot.”
We told you NOT to use OUR bathroom !
Well, I guess you could say that our Cheer Leader Championship was awarded under duress.
Rape Whistles? Never heard of them.
“Mike Bloomberg? Never heard of her.”
“5.56? Why don’t you grow a pair and shoot .30-06 like us girls?”
Firing squad for sine wave.
Another victory for early feminism: guns and Bloomers but they will only give up the bloomers and keep the guns.
Who you callin snowflake?