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The problem is their range. You’re getting your shooter a lot closer to the threat than you have to with a Hellfire or Paveway. Same problem with the Griffin (although to a slightly lesser extent). The other issue is their performance against moving targets. They’re not terrible, but the Hellfire’s speed eliminates

“Or is it just ‘this is a legal and acceptable way and everyone else is doing it’ type thing?”

Just scrub your fingers with half a lemon. Capcaisin is an oil and the acid cuts it.

Washing isn’t enough. It gets under your nails. A Thai chef once taught me a trick that’s saved me many a times. Get a half of a lemon and scrub the shit out of your fingers with it. Capcaisin is an oil and the acid cuts it easily. I also cut my nails after eating hardcore NHC (not exaggerating).

“my acid reflux means I have a particularly low tolerance”

Endorphin rush. That’s why you eat it. It’s a literal high.

Wings, that’s where they get you. NEVER do a spicy wing challenge! It’s a con. You might as well rub the wings all other your lips before starting because that’s where they’re killing you. I’m a strictly boneless challenge kind of guy (or sandwiches).

Hungarian Hot Paprika and cayenne powder in measurements that look more like flour measurements in a baking recipe are how you get to that level of heat. It’s amazing. I made some Nashville Hot Chicken sausage a few weeks ago, and I used half a can of Hot Paprika. It was awesome!

It’s really difficult to explain to folks that don’t like spice, but it can be a literal high (endorphin rush) when you eat something that spicy. Giri touches on it briefly in the story. It’s really addicting.

Ohh I have:

Was trying to figure that out. I’m guessing it’s something like 2 wire leads on separate fingers where touching them together completes the circuit.

“not pictures of cowards with one glove on.”

Yes because jihad is a new concept that only appeared in the 20th century.

Vlaams Belang

Abdelsalam is a French citizen that was born in Belgium. So...

Just bring your reading comprehension hat next time, and you can join in on the activities all you want.

Your very own words:

You clearly didn’t understand the dialogue I was having with OP.

OBL wasn’t in the Manhattan when it happened. Hell he wasn’t even in the same hemisphere.

Rubber bullets. I hope it was rubber bullets to the groin. That way you can’t get in trouble for too many shots.