I was hiking once with my girlfriend. Suddenly a huge brown bear was charging at us, really mad. We must have come close to her cubs. Luckily I had my 9mm pistol with me. One shot to my girlfriend's kneecap was all it took. I could walk away at a comfortable pace.
Can you imagine the last thing that went through the minds of 911 victims?
Well, probably their kneecaps.
Daveon! stop screaming in help because I broke your kneecaps!
Why didn’t the orphan play baseball? Because I took the bat and swun it at their kneecaps and now they can’t run, what are they going to do tell their parents
There were two sisters. They said they were supporting nine eleven, so I shot one of the sister's kneecaps, and the other sister got shot in the head.
