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Drop down to the bottom to read the story
of how GWG began. Otherwise, just pick the GWG night that interests you and
enjoy the fun we have.
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April
17, 2010
Goodbye to Mike |
April 4, 2009
Guys with Guns and Hot Dogs
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October 18,
2008
GWG and Scientist |
June 14, 2008
GWG and Mentos |
August 25, 2007
GWG and Dave and Larry |
July
7, 2007
GWG and the only time in history! |
July
15, 2006
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December 3, 2005
Guys without Guns and Christmas Carols. |
November 11, 2005
GWG and Significant Others |
September 10, 2005
GWG and Blood! |
July 9, 2005
GWG and Gal |
May 21,
2005
GWG and Texans |
October
9, 2009
GWG and Poetry |
May
22, 2004
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September 25, 2003
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September 14, 2002
GWG with Motorcycle |
June 8, 2002
The
First Official GWG
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The
"Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing But the Truth"
(except where we can get away with a good lie)
about the origins of "Guys with Guns".
We're not completely sure about how this tradition began. The first recorded
incident of a gathering at Marc Rossi's house is in mid 2000 when Tom, Marc,
Herm and Nowell convened to smoke a few cigars, drink some booze and shoot the
shit.
The first Guys with Guns incident
was held on June 7, 2002, when we did all the above and added shooting the only
pellet pistol we owned, a Crosman 1911 Model .45 Auto copy.
Marc's place is perfect for these events. He's
(until recently)
without female adult supervision, lives in an isolated region of civilization,
has a wide variety of alcoholic spirits, an inventive mind, a willingness to be
led to the slaughter of morality and civility, and he possesses a wide circle of
friends who willingly join him in the trek toward debauchery and moral decay. In
short, he is the perfect guy to know if you want to have some fun.
The core group (except for Tom, who was a participant, not
a founder) Marc, Nowell and Herm have served as the catalyst for what
has become one of the most sought after invitations to a social event in San
Diego, the "Guys with Guns and..."
night. Here, in relative safety, we escape our fetters, shackles and wives to
enjoy the things that fetters, shackles and wives disapprove of; guns, cigars,
strong drink, dirty jokes, ridicule, political incorrectness and, generally,
anything else degenerate that we can think of.
Each event has an overarching theme that is not (usually)
planned in advance. Yes, the broad strokes are painted but the details evolve as
participants bring their skills to the table. The food is diverse and the liquor
tends to be Port or Scotch. Cigars are supplied by the most capable but many
tend to bring their interpretation of what a fine cigar should be but usually is
not. We discourage their participation in this process but they don't usually
cooperate and bring crappy cigars anyway. (This is met with an
unrelenting and politically incorrect commentary by the purveyor of really good
cigars... me, the author.)
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