first published on May 25, 2016 by Funker
A rebel is walking across the street while his buddies randomly spray AK rounds. He continues to walk as if nothing is happening, perhaps calling his mother, when the RPG man decides its time to get it on with his AK spraying buddies.
As soon as the RPG man runs out into the street, he points his weapon at the first thing he sees. Once he has acquired a solid sight picture on the nearest grouping of clouds he squeezes off a rocket. Unfortunately for our texting friend crossing the street… he was directly in the back blast area.
I wonder if his mother ever got that phone call.