ZiehmerTheGamer
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Joe Ziehm (Ziehmer) street photographer, gamer, aspie, stay at home dad, happily married, wet macular degeneration, glaucoma, and dRTA Type One fighter. No DM's will not respond and will delete. Stay hydrated folks!
Neither was finding this out I've seen teams in this state giving up. Expo's (Nat's) quit like this when ownership was up in the air.
November 10, 2025 at 10:00 PM
Neither was finding this out I've seen teams in this state giving up. Expo's (Nat's) quit like this when ownership was up in the air.
"Castor Oil was a sonofawhore to work with anyway." Henderson said calmly offering a cigar to Greenbaum.
"Seems fitting said he wanted to kill you for sleeping with his girl.". Greenbaum replied.
"Men do stupid things for a woman.... She was mine before Castor Oil.". Henderson replied.
"Seems fitting said he wanted to kill you for sleeping with his girl.". Greenbaum replied.
"Men do stupid things for a woman.... She was mine before Castor Oil.". Henderson replied.
November 10, 2025 at 9:20 PM
"Castor Oil was a sonofawhore to work with anyway." Henderson said calmly offering a cigar to Greenbaum.
"Seems fitting said he wanted to kill you for sleeping with his girl.". Greenbaum replied.
"Men do stupid things for a woman.... She was mine before Castor Oil.". Henderson replied.
"Seems fitting said he wanted to kill you for sleeping with his girl.". Greenbaum replied.
"Men do stupid things for a woman.... She was mine before Castor Oil.". Henderson replied.
The caravan driver looked at him.
"Come to join us Henderson... I saw Castor Oil, where's that little shit no?". The driver Teddy Greenbaum asked.
"I plugged him in the throat, and threw him. to where the dead commonly circle the camp.". Henderson's voice was completely cold.
"Come to join us Henderson... I saw Castor Oil, where's that little shit no?". The driver Teddy Greenbaum asked.
"I plugged him in the throat, and threw him. to where the dead commonly circle the camp.". Henderson's voice was completely cold.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
The caravan driver looked at him.
"Come to join us Henderson... I saw Castor Oil, where's that little shit no?". The driver Teddy Greenbaum asked.
"I plugged him in the throat, and threw him. to where the dead commonly circle the camp.". Henderson's voice was completely cold.
"Come to join us Henderson... I saw Castor Oil, where's that little shit no?". The driver Teddy Greenbaum asked.
"I plugged him in the throat, and threw him. to where the dead commonly circle the camp.". Henderson's voice was completely cold.
He left the rifle behind with the powder and the .50 balls. Stepping out he went outside he'd grabbed three extra magazines for the .25 shaking his head when he heard a chewing sound. A bastard like Castor deserved it all. Henderson walked to the center of town.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
He left the rifle behind with the powder and the .50 balls. Stepping out he went outside he'd grabbed three extra magazines for the .25 shaking his head when he heard a chewing sound. A bastard like Castor deserved it all. Henderson walked to the center of town.
"Henderson where is Castor!?". Judy asked frantically.
"He pissed me off so I shot him in the throat, sorry, not so sorry, and I'm going to join those caravaners.". Henderson replied, finality in his voice.
He dropped the radio and crushed it underfoot. Caravan was in the center of town.
"He pissed me off so I shot him in the throat, sorry, not so sorry, and I'm going to join those caravaners.". Henderson replied, finality in his voice.
He dropped the radio and crushed it underfoot. Caravan was in the center of town.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
"Henderson where is Castor!?". Judy asked frantically.
"He pissed me off so I shot him in the throat, sorry, not so sorry, and I'm going to join those caravaners.". Henderson replied, finality in his voice.
He dropped the radio and crushed it underfoot. Caravan was in the center of town.
"He pissed me off so I shot him in the throat, sorry, not so sorry, and I'm going to join those caravaners.". Henderson replied, finality in his voice.
He dropped the radio and crushed it underfoot. Caravan was in the center of town.
here longer, the city engineering gig made him more desirable. Dylan was gasping for air now Henderson shot him in the head. He dragged the body out to where he'd seen some of the dead. He threw the dead body further up the road. He returned back scanning the area of the house carefully.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
here longer, the city engineering gig made him more desirable. Dylan was gasping for air now Henderson shot him in the head. He dragged the body out to where he'd seen some of the dead. He threw the dead body further up the road. He returned back scanning the area of the house carefully.
When he heard the knock he went downstairs. Dylan was standing in his doorway. He cold cocked Henderson and kicked him in the ribs a few times. Henderson got the .25 and shot Dylan in the throat. Dylan was a mountain at 6'8" and had never taken kindly to him. Even though Henderson was
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
When he heard the knock he went downstairs. Dylan was standing in his doorway. He cold cocked Henderson and kicked him in the ribs a few times. Henderson got the .25 and shot Dylan in the throat. Dylan was a mountain at 6'8" and had never taken kindly to him. Even though Henderson was
He turned his radio back on.
"Henderson, if you don't re...." Castle Oil enjoyed talking to himself,
"Hi screw yourself Castor Oil." Henderson replied.
Henderson would leave tomorrow he didn't care there was a caravan in town. A good way to meet a woman who wasn't pushing him away.
"Henderson, if you don't re...." Castle Oil enjoyed talking to himself,
"Hi screw yourself Castor Oil." Henderson replied.
Henderson would leave tomorrow he didn't care there was a caravan in town. A good way to meet a woman who wasn't pushing him away.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
He turned his radio back on.
"Henderson, if you don't re...." Castle Oil enjoyed talking to himself,
"Hi screw yourself Castor Oil." Henderson replied.
Henderson would leave tomorrow he didn't care there was a caravan in town. A good way to meet a woman who wasn't pushing him away.
"Henderson, if you don't re...." Castle Oil enjoyed talking to himself,
"Hi screw yourself Castor Oil." Henderson replied.
Henderson would leave tomorrow he didn't care there was a caravan in town. A good way to meet a woman who wasn't pushing him away.
The next morning he still puffed on his cigar.
"Henderson you are attentive to your duties.". Dylan Castor said.
"Whatever Caster Oil. Henderson responded as he shut off his radio. Being drunk, makes men stupid, and mistakes like Judy were too much. Moxie was bittersweet as he found his bed.
"Henderson you are attentive to your duties.". Dylan Castor said.
"Whatever Caster Oil. Henderson responded as he shut off his radio. Being drunk, makes men stupid, and mistakes like Judy were too much. Moxie was bittersweet as he found his bed.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
The next morning he still puffed on his cigar.
"Henderson you are attentive to your duties.". Dylan Castor said.
"Whatever Caster Oil. Henderson responded as he shut off his radio. Being drunk, makes men stupid, and mistakes like Judy were too much. Moxie was bittersweet as he found his bed.
"Henderson you are attentive to your duties.". Dylan Castor said.
"Whatever Caster Oil. Henderson responded as he shut off his radio. Being drunk, makes men stupid, and mistakes like Judy were too much. Moxie was bittersweet as he found his bed.
kitchen.
"You never really think about me like that Judy. Henderson said as he grabbed a Moxie and popped the tab. He went upstairs and shook his head. The electricity at least worked here. Already he was thinking of leaving. A drunken night of romance was empty and cold.
"You never really think about me like that Judy. Henderson said as he grabbed a Moxie and popped the tab. He went upstairs and shook his head. The electricity at least worked here. Already he was thinking of leaving. A drunken night of romance was empty and cold.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
kitchen.
"You never really think about me like that Judy. Henderson said as he grabbed a Moxie and popped the tab. He went upstairs and shook his head. The electricity at least worked here. Already he was thinking of leaving. A drunken night of romance was empty and cold.
"You never really think about me like that Judy. Henderson said as he grabbed a Moxie and popped the tab. He went upstairs and shook his head. The electricity at least worked here. Already he was thinking of leaving. A drunken night of romance was empty and cold.
"Stay Sha....." Henderson shut his radio off. He brought the wooden door shut behind himself. Bolting it and checking his wood stove. He had enough wood for a few more days. Perimeter duty sucked anyway and didn't lend itself to anything really. He turned the radio back on as he went into the
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
"Stay Sha....." Henderson shut his radio off. He brought the wooden door shut behind himself. Bolting it and checking his wood stove. He had enough wood for a few more days. Perimeter duty sucked anyway and didn't lend itself to anything really. He turned the radio back on as he went into the
Henderson went back inside and there weren't any growls or any real sound.
"Henderson, stay sharp!". Judith Ang said the command dynamics of her voice somewhere between an angel and a hunter.
"Voice I haven't heard in a week think about what I said?". Henderson asked flatly.
"Henderson, stay sharp!". Judith Ang said the command dynamics of her voice somewhere between an angel and a hunter.
"Voice I haven't heard in a week think about what I said?". Henderson asked flatly.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Henderson went back inside and there weren't any growls or any real sound.
"Henderson, stay sharp!". Judith Ang said the command dynamics of her voice somewhere between an angel and a hunter.
"Voice I haven't heard in a week think about what I said?". Henderson asked flatly.
"Henderson, stay sharp!". Judith Ang said the command dynamics of her voice somewhere between an angel and a hunter.
"Voice I haven't heard in a week think about what I said?". Henderson asked flatly.
He was assigned to the old brick house to keep it as a watchman's base. Never really saw anybody at all on the outskirts. It was always like this, with strangers to a settlement any real skills got you inside. Otherwise you were just canon fodder waiting to die.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
He was assigned to the old brick house to keep it as a watchman's base. Never really saw anybody at all on the outskirts. It was always like this, with strangers to a settlement any real skills got you inside. Otherwise you were just canon fodder waiting to die.
It wasn't about keeping others in a safe zone it was about himself. All he had on him was an old black powder rifle and a pretty crappy .25 suppressed Saturday Night special. He had enough powder for six rifle shots and it was a mixture of nightmare and too loud for encounters.
November 10, 2025 at 9:14 PM
It wasn't about keeping others in a safe zone it was about himself. All he had on him was an old black powder rifle and a pretty crappy .25 suppressed Saturday Night special. He had enough powder for six rifle shots and it was a mixture of nightmare and too loud for encounters.
What he knew was a sense of quiet. All he could do was feel the snow falling around him. It wasn't that he cared about the settlement. Just that he'd seen too many fell, to the dead. All that he'd made was a simple escape route to circumvent the dead. It was enough to keep him safe.
November 10, 2025 at 8:34 PM
What he knew was a sense of quiet. All he could do was feel the snow falling around him. It wasn't that he cared about the settlement. Just that he'd seen too many fell, to the dead. All that he'd made was a simple escape route to circumvent the dead. It was enough to keep him safe.
Sadly this is a common theme of why the Buffalo Bills refuse to move on from Sean McDermott.
November 10, 2025 at 7:16 PM
Sadly this is a common theme of why the Buffalo Bills refuse to move on from Sean McDermott.
Now I'm really sorry my Asperger's was in Dr. Sheldon Cooper mode to get that out there. And, I fought my anxieties to a damned stand still. Mike Pounds with CD Project Red put an entire scene from my teenage years perfectly I felt that gritty walk like Lee Marvin had done once you saved her.
November 10, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Now I'm really sorry my Asperger's was in Dr. Sheldon Cooper mode to get that out there. And, I fought my anxieties to a damned stand still. Mike Pounds with CD Project Red put an entire scene from my teenage years perfectly I felt that gritty walk like Lee Marvin had done once you saved her.
great deal of my collection. Any information you want to take from this to ahead. FYI The Hunter is set in WNY and my father's from Buffalo, so I got to read, and remembered a great deal of Easter vacation trips from reading it. I'm related to those Ziehm's who played in the AFC Championship.
November 10, 2025 at 5:53 PM
great deal of my collection. Any information you want to take from this to ahead. FYI The Hunter is set in WNY and my father's from Buffalo, so I got to read, and remembered a great deal of Easter vacation trips from reading it. I'm related to those Ziehm's who played in the AFC Championship.
It made me think of Small Vices where all Spenser could do was keep the local Bratva arm in check never fully being able to "repay" them, without them bringing in more former Sptesnaz Russian special forces. Again sorry for the big long rambling thread. The prints now to small for me to read a
November 10, 2025 at 5:53 PM
It made me think of Small Vices where all Spenser could do was keep the local Bratva arm in check never fully being able to "repay" them, without them bringing in more former Sptesnaz Russian special forces. Again sorry for the big long rambling thread. The prints now to small for me to read a
Some of the trusting Wakado Okada reminded me a great deal of a Spenser for Hire type of role. Where you have to work for her, and then knowing how powerful she is, and being completely powerless to stop her for truthfully avenging Evelyn.
November 10, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Some of the trusting Wakado Okada reminded me a great deal of a Spenser for Hire type of role. Where you have to work for her, and then knowing how powerful she is, and being completely powerless to stop her for truthfully avenging Evelyn.
The graphic novels, are also a great way, to know the Parker character. As for the Voodoo Boys they lulled and trusted V to easy, in my playthrough. I actually found myself playing Voodoo Chile slight return in the background going through them.
November 10, 2025 at 5:53 PM
The graphic novels, are also a great way, to know the Parker character. As for the Voodoo Boys they lulled and trusted V to easy, in my playthrough. I actually found myself playing Voodoo Chile slight return in the background going through them.