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Clone Correct URGI 10.3 Upper

Here i've got a clone correct URGI 10.3 in a smooth shade of DDC. All parts are unfired except for the BCG/CH and Upper receiver. Had this assembled and sitting in my closet for close to a year now, i love looking at it but it's time i sell some extras.
Parts List:
Surplus Colt 13629 Keyhole upper
Daniel Defense 10.3 Barrel NSN Marked w/ DD GB and Tube
Colt C stamped BCG
Geissele 9.3" MK16 DDC
Geissele DDC ACH, NSN Marked (shade matches MK16)
Surefire 4 Prong, NSN Marked
Cosmetic Condition: Like New, minimal salt.
Asking $1199 $1169 shipped
Open to parting out, just pm me.

BCM BFH 14.5 P/W Upper

BCM OEM Upper with BFH ELW profile barrel
P/W 14.5 to 16 with SF3P Warcomp
Comes with Radian Raptor CH, BCM BCG, FCD EPC.
400-500 rounds
Cosmetic Condition: low salt
$799 $769 shipped

Geissele MK16 9.3" Black

Blemula but re-nitrided so the blemula logo is barely visible.
No salt like new. Barrel nut has some marks.
$199 shipped

FCD Crap 🦆

• 2x ABC/R serrated bolt catches, $55 each. 1x center, 1x forward biased

AR15 Spare Parts

• H&R A1 Upper Stripped (Grey): Mild salt from being thrown around in parts bin, $129 $119 shipped
  
• Daniel Defense Mid length tube + MK12 style Pinnable gas block: $69 $59 shipped (500ish rounds)
  
• 1x K2 Grip BNIB ODG: $20 shipped
  

BRN4 Parts from Forsaken Build

2x BNIB Operating Rods, $59 shipped each
1x Mounted unfired operating rod, $55 shipped

Mounts

Weaver Extra High 34mm Rings: $79 $49 New
Aimpoint PRO Riser spacer:, $10 addon
Nightforce 30mm 20MOA ultramount 1.54": $249 $199
Aimpoint Micro OEM Mount: same as this one https://aimpoint.us/micro-standard-mount-for-h-1-h-2-kit/ very light salt, $69 $49 shipped
ADM 30mm Mounts, one is 1316, one is 1324 and has 3 in cant. Comes with quality McMaster high carbon content screws.
$169 $159 each
Aimpoint Pro low Mount: $49 shipped
Looks like this but with a picatinny mount https://aimpoint.us/aimpoint-30mm-top-ring-fits-qrp2-tnp-lrp-not-required-for-compm4-series/

Sig MSR 1-6x

Sig MSR 1-6 with Mount
Light salt on mount and one of the turrets due to crowded safe. Glass is clean everything else looks great.
$239 shipped

Glock Stuff

Glock Sights: all takeoffs, $15 each. Tritium rear one is $30. $59 for all.
CAA MCK Microroni for G19/23/32: Mild salt, comes with flashlight. $169 $159 shipped
Safariland 6360 ALS/SLS FOR g17/G22, Right Handed: $99 $69 shipped (salty)

AK Stuff

JMAC: Non-Folding Stock/Brace Mount for MRKT Trunnion: lnib $29 shipped
1913 Adapter for MRKT Trunnion: lnib $29 shipped

NVG Stuff

Norotos Mount + Head Mount + J arm + Infrared tag for dog leash: $99 $89 $79 shipped

Random Shit

Magpul Sling Mount RSA: $24 shipped
Bushmaster Commercial Spec Stock: $29 shipped
Tenebraex M68-ARD, works with Aimpoint PRO: $30 light salted but no structural damage to honeycomb
Aimpoint P2 Cap OEM: free addon
Benelli M4 Mesa Tactical Stock with comfortgrip, cheek riser and newest lock washer: $119 shipped
Geissele buffer tubes: 1x ddc, 1x odg, $59 each. Light salt
A2 Stock: $39 shipped
Hera Arms CQR Gen 2 ODG kit: $99 shipped
VLTOR IMOD Stock, Standard Butt SOPMOD looking thing: one of the plugs is missing, slightly salty, $69 shipped
Badger J-arm plate for RMR: $19 shipped (anodize is a bit light, looks dark greyish)
KAC Rear Sight (missing bolt screw and bolt clamp): $79 shipped
Enigmas: 1x Standard, 1X OS (marked AXL, one of the OG units), no holster, $99 each
Rearden 1/2x28 spb: $69
Rearden 5/8x24 PRS: $69

Patches

Also patches if you would like some: https://www.reddit.com/GunAccessoriesForSale/s/NzKFRKbgjL

Anyone want to rate my looks? I'm aware there are subs for this btw just more comfortable sharing me one on one vs to a whole sub. Basically I'll send you 3 pics of me (all sfw they'll be from my dating profile) and you can let me know what you think of my appearance anyway you want, you can be as honest as you wish

Anyone want to rate my looks? I'm aware there are subs for this btw just more comfortable sharing me one on one vs to a whole sub. Basically I'll send you 3 pics of me (all sfw they'll be from my dating profile) and you can let me know what you think of my appearance anyway you want, you can be as honest as you wish

Anyone want to rate my looks? I'm aware there are subs for this btw just more comfortable sharing me one on one vs to a whole sub. Basically I'll send you 3 pics of me (all sfw they'll be from my dating profile) and you can let me know what you think of my appearance anyway you want, you can be as honest as you wish

Hello! My name is Daniel... It's a shame for me to have to resort to this but someone hacked my Facebook and made payments from my profile with my credit card. The problem is that I cannot make a complaint from my account since it was suspended because the person who hacked my Facebook unlinked my Instagram account to link another user that I do not know who did not comply with the community standards. The sad thing is that my family business is linked to my personal account, I have had my account for more than 10 years and I have never had any problems on Facebook. Now that this has happened to me, I'm trying to solve it but in order for me to "appeal" I have to log into the Instagram account linked to my profile... How do I log into an account that is not mine and when I search for it it doesn't even exist with the username that appears there? I have tried to find a way to contact Facebook and I find it really impressive that they do not have a support area where a person can assist you since with all their recommended methods I cannot solve this. Is there anyone here who has had something similar happen to them? This situation is really very sad for me, the only thing I want is to recover my account, to remove the suspension since everything was caused by whoever hacked me and to cancel the charge on my credit card so I can continue with the development of my business online family which I want to support my family.

WAR
A few days later my phone buzz-chirped. I opened my messages to find several pics of Dennis' Jeep, a blurry mess of lights, and a final shot of Dennis leaning back in the driver's seat with his eyes closed and his junk out and at attention. And there was a caption.
"Consider us EVEN."
I saw red. The possibility of finding peaceful contentment with Whisky was a distant memory. A figment of my imagination. I wanted blood. I wanted to slap Mary's fat fucking face senseless. I wanted to rat her out to Chuck. I was livid. Angry heat spread from my sternum to my shoulders, and the sharp sting of wrath radiated through my being. I rang Mary.
Mary: How does it feel, bitch?
I couldn't make words. I was shaking. My head was spinning. All I could muster was a meek little, "Why???"
Mary: You owed me.
Me: Mary, I'm not screwing Whiskers. And how did you even FIND Dennis? Do you even LIKE him?
Mary: Totes! He's soooooo cute! We banged it out five or six times in his car, and then he told me to lie down in the parking lot. And then he pissed all over my titties! It was soooo hot!
Me: I don't believe you. Dennis is into some pervy-ass shit. But not piss.
Mary: Well, he told me you were too vanilla to do anything fun.
Me: YEAH. I didn't wanna get butt-blasted without a rubber by a guy who couldn't even be bothered to show up when we had plans. That's not being vanilla. That's having self-respect.
Mary: Guys don't like girls who make a big deal about self-respect. It's a major turn-off. That's why I get so much more boom-boom than you do. Hey! Now that we're done fighting, you can pick me up and take me out for sushi! I'll teach you how to make men happy and then you'll owe me dinner. I obviously pleased Dennis when you couldn't.
Words failed me yet again. I shouted a much, much filthier version of, "GO SCREW," hung up on her, put on my sneakers, and ran aimlessly through my neighborhood until I almost collapsed. Once I trudged back home, I smoked a shit-ton of cigarettes and drank a shit-ton of vodka (for me, which was like... three shots) and really did collapse.
Up to this point, I felt like I had been patient with Mary. More patient than she deserved. I probably hadn’t done her any favors by allowing her to behave like a fucking maniac while I did nothing more than gently suggesting alternative behaviors. I still wanted to have faith in her ability to grow (emotionally). But all of that came crashing down. For some reason, my formerly improved sense of self-respect crashed as well...
I texted Whisky, planned to meet him at his townhouse, and successfully banged him. It was absolutely a hate bang even though I didn't hate Whisky at all (yet). I'd never engaged in hate-fueled intimacy before. I didn't realize those two states could co-exist like that. As reluctant as I am to admit it, it was cathartic. And it was also admittedly unfair to Whisky because he had no idea what was happening. I had just used him to make myself feel marginally better about a guy I guess I still had some kind of feelings for.
In case I've been unclear, I'm fully acknowledging that my actions were immature, inconsiderate, and indefensible. Don't bang somebody just because you're mad at somebody else, kids. Nobody wins. Well, it might feel like winning for a short time. It's NOT. It's bad behavior. And I absolutely hold myself accountable. Did I deserve to get verbally abused by the psycho neckbeard lurking behind the mask of the man I’d just hate-banged? No. Unequivocally, NO. But would Whisky have been well within his rights to dump me in a spectacular fashion if he’d realized what I was doing in that moment? Abso-freakin-lutely. Hell, I would have totally deserved it if he’d booted me out of his house butt-naked and screamed insults from the window. An isolated hurling of insults is not the same thing as chronic verbal maltreatment within the context of a relationship. But that's a serious topic that feels out of place in this story.
So instead of calling me on my crap and giving my butt the boot, Whisky remained oblivious to what was going on in my misguided mind and took the hate bang to mean that our relationship had just gone to the next level. And he became even sweeter and more affectionate towards me. This made my skin crawl because all my feelings for Dennis (both good and bad) had just come flooding back with a vengeance. I had no idea what to do with them. Part of me wanted Dennis to hug me and apologize. Part of me wanted to punch him in the dick. Part of me wanted Whisky to hug me and assure me that I had value as a human being even if some Golden God hadn’t chosen me to be his partner. And then part of me wanted to snap at Whisky every time he touched me. "You're NOT the one I want, Asshat!!!!!!!"
But the truth was... I didn't really want Dennis anymore. I mean... I wanted him in theory, but I didn't want the real version. He was a flake. He was nasty. I couldn't wrap my head around his inconsistent, albeit devout, spiritual beliefs. He was indeed a braggadocious butthead. I suspected that he wasn't even a very nice person beneath his affable veneer. Even so, I was irrationally irate with Mary for deliberately stalking him and seducing him. Did she really think that would make me look at my relationship with Whisky differently? I hadn't stalked him. I hadn't even pursued him. In fact, I'd rejected him several times (albeit not out of respect for Mary). How are these two situations alike??? What am I failing to see here??? Maybe I was the villain. I certainly wasn't innocent. But neither was Mary.
I mean... Mary was friggin’ MARRIED. And she'd been going around blabbing indelicately about all her supremely nasty boom-boom (whether real or fabricated) with Whiskers, Scumbanger, Tech Guy, Artistic Director, and the Hoggs. How the living, breathing, God-forsaken FUCK had she decided that she was entitled to sexy time with my (former?) crush just because I was dating ONE of the innumerable guys she’d stalked once upon a time???? Gaaaahhhhhhhhh!
And then it got even worse. Dennis was almost finished with his graduate program and was planning to move to New York that summer, while I still had another two years to go (counting the internship). But we both worked in the Neuropharmacology Lab that semester, so I still had to see him every week. Even though nothing had happened between us in a long, long time, I never knew if Dennis was going acknowledge my presence or look right through me. The power of invisibility isn't all it's cracked up ti be. But the next time I saw him, following the Mary tryst, he very deliberately approached me and said in an almost apologetic tone, "Val? Can we please talk after lab?" I nodded.
He asked me to get in his car, but I couldn't stand the thought of sitting in the ghost of Mary's snail trail. I insisted that we sit in my car, and he didn't protest. The familiar scent of mandarins and mountain air wafted through my Prius as I steeled myself for a confrontation.
Dennis: I think your friend stalked me...
Me: The crazy bitch with the big boobs?
Dennis: Yeah... She messaged me on Facebook and she was talking like you'd told her about me and thought we should hang out. I said we should call you and invite you to come along, but she said you had a boyfriend. Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: I'm dating someone. But what does it matter?
Dennis: Oh. I guess it doesn't. Anyway, I met her at this 24-hour diner. She drank like... ten beers even though I told her I don't drink. She kept talking about her cat or something...
Me: Whiskers?
Dennis: Yeah.
Me: That's a guy. She used to have a thing for him.
Dennis: That’s a guy’s name??? Weird. Well, anyway... She got all sloppy and literally started doing mouth stuff to me under the table.
My stomach turned and my blood boiled. "I don't need to hear that. She already told me all about your night. She sent me pictures of your dick and she told me how you peed on her in the parking lot."
Dennis: She said I WHAT??? Babe! Er. Um. Val! I would never do that.
I gave him a skeptical stare.
Dennis: Hand to God! I didn't pee on her. But, wait... She took pictures of my stuff???
I took out my phone and showed him the pic. Dennis blushed ferociously and looked away. Finally, he said quietly, "I'm so ashamed of myself."
I sighed. "You're always ashamed of yourself. That's why I stopped fooling around with you. It felt like you were ashamed of me, too."
Dennis: Babe! No. I just have to get right with God.
Me: Well, have you talked to God about Mary?
Dennis: I'm not ready for that one yet. I feel dirty. Like... dirtier than usual.
Me: Well, now I feel kind of guilty. She's mad at me because I'm dating a guy she used to have a crush on. She went after you because she knew I used to have a crush on you.
Dennis: You had a crush on me??? For real?
At first, I scoffed (thinking he was being sarcastic). Then I looked at his wide eyes and realized that he might have actually been that clueless.
Me: Yes, Dennis. I massively had a crush on you. You knew that. But I was apparently too vanilla for you, according to Mary.
Dennis: What??? Babe! I never said you were vanilla. I said you were classier than her.
Me: Well... Thank you? If that really is what you said to her, I appreciate that.
Dennis (striking his version of a smoldering pose): So. Uh... You still have a crush on me?
Me: I think I'll always wonder what could have been if we were each just... slightly different people. But I had to move on. I knew you didn't like me in that way, and it wasn't fair to either of us.
Dennis: Well, for what it's worth, I wish it had been your mouth the other night.
I finally smiled a little bit. I wished the same thing. But I didn't say that out loud.

Oddly enough, having that somewhat respectful, somewhat reassuring conversation with Dennis quelled my anger at Mary... a little. Don't get me wrong; I was still pissed and I never let her get close to me again after that. But I also never made a big, dramatic show of telling her off. In my mind, that would have invited more unnecessary drama. By tacitly distancing myself and henceforth keeping her at arm's length, she wasn't able to freak out over anything and I was able to keep her out of my business.
Years and years later, even now that Mary is a functional person with a healthy BMI, and much better manners (most of the time), she is still wont to bring up her tryst with Dennis. While I genuinely applaud her for putting in the work and making some sensible changes, I'll never be super buddy-buddy with her again. The fact that she still throws Dennis in my face to this very day makes me suspect that there remains a touch of cray in her gray matter.
And where Whisky was concerned, I had finally felt some sense of closure with Dennis after the aforementioned talk. So I leaned into a new relationship. And it was fine at first. Not super hot, but also not super weird. Having learned from my disgusting mistake, I know that I tend to get tempted to speculate about incredibly offensive crap regarding Funky Whisky whenever his behavior is unremarkable and not in keeping with the delightfully repulsive tone that this audience tends to enjoy. So I'll end this chapter here. In the next proper installment, I'll finally shed some light on The Goblinization. But before I wrap things up, I need to write a one-off about The Pie Guy and bring back some classic cringe!

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Is this a worth it car? I’m just trying to get to point A to point B. I tested the car out and got the price down to $3900. The only thing throwing me off is how slow it is.

Heyy

Posted a photo of my LinkedIn photo to chat gpt: got it to rate my face for attractiveness (by having it pretend to be a producer of a reality tv show). Also, got it to try to guess my race, age, occupation, yearly salary, city I live in, partner, kids names, hobbies, political affiliation, how many countries I have visited, where I’ll retire to, and year of death (cardiovascular or natural causes)! All based on a photo! Kind of like going to a fortune teller: but it guessed correctly my mixed race, education, career, salary, and for some reason one of my kids names! It was wrong on age, city I live in. Pretty neat: wonder how many assumptions are made based on a profile pic!

I (23F) went to a party hosted by one of my high school friends. It was a costume party so we were all dressed up, music blasting, and drinks non-stop.
I was partying, and having a good time. When this super hot Scottish guy comes up to me. He invites me to sit with him at his table with his friends and try to play their weird drinking games. After a while, he invites me outside to smoke, and I follow him out. We continue small talk for a bit then he says “Let's go somewhere quieter.” on thing leads to another and we end up hooking up in the alley behind the building (classy I know). then we carry on like nothing happened.
Days later I am talking to my girlfriends about this encounter, and as we do I look him up on facebook to show the girls. Come to find his profile picture is of him and another woman. Looking closer at his profile we find out it is his GIRLFRIEND of two years. Who is still in Scotland?
I had to ‘Hey Girly’ text her which was awful. I was gagging writing the message beacaue, I felt so gross about my actions, and ignorance. And I helped her confront him about it, giving all the “evidence” I could. They break up.
A few days later, he starts calling me. Over and over. I happened to answer while I was with my BFF (21F) and her mom (56F). He said he wanted to know why I felt the need to ruin his life. Contact his girlfriend who will tell his family and friends back home. My only response was that she deserved to know, and it's not my fault what she does with it. That call went on and on him repeating the same sentiments.
It's been months now, and I did, and still do feel bad about how this all came out. I don't think this is my fault, but everyone I talk to about it gives me a different reaction… am I an asshole?

I (26F) have known my husband (26M) for almost 3 years now, married for 1 year. Our relationship has been amazing, he’s caring, loving, treats me well and our sex life is great.
However, last night I was setting up his alarm on his phone, which I usually do if he falls asleep early and forgets to do it himself, and something was just nagging at me to open his camera roll so I did. I know I was wrong to snoop but I was shocked with what I found. Also not sure if it’s worth mentioning that we both have each other’s phone passwords and use each other’s phones occasionally. Anyways, as I was going through his photos, I found some nude pictures of men and plenty of d*ck pics and gay sex cartoon pics. I’ve had a little bit of suspicion previously that he may be interested in men because of things he used to ask me while having sex, like me fingering him in the ass and licking his asshole but I brushed it off because I know a lot of straight guys like these things too. Now I don’t know what this means, does he like men? Is he gay? Could he possibly be Bi? Why is he hiding this from me? Should I confront him?
I don’t know what to do and I feel heavy ever since I saw these pictures and I don’t understand why he would hide such a big thing from me for 3 years..

I can bake my way to your heart, but I won’t manipulate you that way. I’m a passionate INFJ who loves life, animals (I’m vegan), exploring, learning, crafting, deep conversations, going on adventures, hiking, sports (esp. hockey), camping, reading, spending quality time, karaoke, trivia, etc. I’m looking for a meaningful relationship, not a hookup. Im 5’11, in grad school to earn my MLIS, and work as a senior librarian . I have 13 nieces and nephews and I’m very close to my family. Check my profile for pics and information about my health conditions.