What do Veterans look for in a man cave? Well, besides the bathroom, they like a place where people don’t say weird things like: “Oh, dear. Pulease! No shoes in here. This is our gorgeous Brazilian old growthe walnut floor.” Veterans want a concrete floor you can spit on or spill your drink if necessary. A man cave à la Vet, by definition, is one where no one is going to blow an ass gasket if you light up a smoke. This being the enlightened state of Washington, I guess that could have more than one meaning. We’ll just assume cigarettes.
Vet man caves generally smell like Hoppe’s No. 9 with just a suggestive, teasing hint of WD-40. A place rich with old war mementos- and room for more whenever you get around to looking for them. Old Vietnam war maps of Military Region II (MR II) or what we once called Barrel Roll. The Plain of Jars. Jokingly referred to as the “extreme western terminus of the DMZ”.
A man cave is a place to target shoot indoors out of the rainy Northwest winter weather. Anything less would be uncivilized and upset the neighbors. In sum, the perfect Super Bowl Half time entertainment area-hands down. With the VA finally paying me soon, I intend to buy the automatic electric target-fetcher so I don’t have to walk thirty feet. I prewired for it, too.
Of course, in order to watch the game, we all have to go inside and do so in Cupcake’s Cave where the big screen is. That’s another thing I intend to fix soon. I want my own. A man cave is naked without one.
Shooting indoors with old friends on Super Bowl Sunday without pissing off the better half? Priceless. For everything else in life there’s (advertize your Credit Card Co. here-cheap. see asknod.info for details).