Super Sniper

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Snipers are skilled military shooter detailed to spot and pick off enemy soldiers from a concealed place. They typically have highly-selective or specialized training and use high-precision rifles and optics, and often have sophisticated communication assets to feed important combat information back to their units or military bases. Wesley snipes and can also fight with his bare fists if needed.

Submitted: August 07, 2017

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Snipers are skilled military shooter detailed to spot and pick off enemy soldiers from a concealed place. They typically have highly-selective or specialized training and use high-precision rifles and optics, and often have sophisticated communication assets to feed important combat information back to their units or military bases.

Wesley snipes and can also fight with his bare fists if needed. He has been training in martial arts since the age of 12, earning a 5th dan black belt in Shotokan Karate and 2nd dan black belt in Hapkido. He says black men can jump like "Wildcats" with intensive training. The best example: Carl Lewis. He also says that "White Men Can't Jump". He is not totally wrong. Has any white has ever jumped like Michael Jordan? He's so confident he thinks he's the "King of New York". His apartment was destroyed by the collapse of the World Trade Center's Twin Towers during the September 11 attacks. He was on the West Coast at the time. That makes him a lucky king. He was also a king who ended in prison with a three years sentence. He was found guilty for failing to file federal income tax returns. I guess that makes him a "guilty lucky king".

Wesley was an expert in "The Art of War". He was "Unstoppable". He was an "Undisputed" first class sniper. He played in the "Major League" with Chris Kyle, a United States Navy SEAL veteran. Chris wrote a memoir about his life as a sniper, and they made a movie called "American Sniper" out of it. Wesley has not written a memoir yet, and is still alive. Which means, he still has enough time to break Chris' record of 255 kills. Since the death of Chris, he is "Waiting to Exhale" as the "Marksman" who "Play It to the Bone". But Wesley is more interested in promotion. He hopes to become someday a "U.S. Marshals". If a black american managed to become president of the United States, a black american like him should manage to become a marshal.

"Down in the Delta" of the Mississippi, he practices the "Waterdance". Or how to snipe underwater. He waits for the right moment, the "Boiling Point". To be able to perform under "Critical Condition" is what makes the difference between a first class sniper and an average one. Wesley snipes in the "Streets of Gold", on the "Sugar Hill", in "New Jack City", on a "One Night Stand", in "ZigZag", when there's only "7 Seconds" left, and when "Liberty Stands Still". He had been close to death on a number of occasions, but he had "Hard Luck". It's really a "Game of Death". It was especially true when he was sent to "Chi-Raq",... I mean, Iraq, to fight for democracy and freedom. And find the fucking weapons of mass destructions buried somewhere in the middle of the desert. Finding weapons of mass destructions in the desert is actually as hard as finding a needle in a haystack. Hopefully, Wesley had no problems to find enemies to kill. He's chasing Chris' record. When he finally left "Chi-Raq"... Oh sorry! Iraq; he said all the military invasion left behind was "Chaos". Democracy and freedom might be as hard to find in Iraq as a needle in a haystack. Hopefully, they had no problems to find the oil reserves. They are trying to bring it back home. In America, the Iraq War opponents kept saying: "Bring the boys back home". The government kept saying: "Bring the oil back home". The outcome: the opponents won, the boys went home, but not the oil, cause it's property of the Iraqis.

Why did Wesley became a sniper instead of a cop?

"I have some cops in my family. I understand the predicament that they're in. Sometimes they go into it just to pay the bills or because they don't have other choices, or sometimes they just want to get the gun."

He had the choice cause he was a top marksman. You always have when you are among the best. He also wanted to get a gun, and was very happy to get a high-precision rifle. While common soldiers aimed at the head; he aimed at the right eye, or the left if he felt so. He never missed.

"My sign is Leo. A Leo has to walk with pride. When he takes a step, he has to put his foot down. You walk into a room and you want people to know your presence, without you doing anything."

He even became a king at McKean Federal Correctional Institution, a federal prison in Pennsylvania, where he became officially a guilty lucky king.

"I don't like perpetuating the stereotype of black males being drug dealers, and criminals."

This is why he chose to defraud the United States instead. By attempting to obtain fraudulent tax refunds using a tax protester theory called the "861 argument" among 6 other charges related to tax. A black at the White House. A black involved in a white-collar crime. Times are changing. Wesley hates stereotypes, but he still likes being a criminal.

"I've come to the conclusion that beautiful women in the West aren't comfortable finding strength in their femininity. They want to do masculine-oriented things to establish their femininity. It's a contradiction."

Contradiction is what defines women. This is why they are so complicated. I've come to the conclusion that it's useless to try to understand them. Just let them be. Take it, or leave it.

"The first time I jumped from a plane, I screamed like a woman. I was two miles up and you could hear me clear as day. Now I love it."

Believe it or not. Wesley used to behave like a woman on some occasions. Now, he loves to make women scream... in bed. He tells them to imagine they're jumping from a plane two miles up when they're having an orgasm.

"So, goodnight Wesley. Austin Power stole you the show on board of the Atlantic International flight to Los Angeles cause they didn't allow you to board with your high-precision rifle. Too bad!"


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