Who likes guns?
#61
05-13-2009, 03:07 PM
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Just put the "green" dot on the target.....and squeeze!
Besides a trouser snake is far more deadly than anything she can find I'm sure.
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Ok, so I may be from the desert, but I think old Shadow may have the clap if I were to put the two quotes together!!
Yes, I have a sick mind and a little voice told me so!
BTW. Thanks Steve for what you stated above. Antagonists are just a way for life to get interesting and then you pop their little head like a pimple!
Nice piece Sir Trout.... Remind me to remember not to "crawl though your window, overpower your Rotwiller, throw the guard shark out of the tub, wrestle the 20' Anaconda snake that lives in the gun cabinet" to try and get that piece!!!!
Then have to deal with a wild Sir (knighted on this forum) who knows how to use the gun!!! Nope, not a smart idea!! See, works for me.....
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05-13-2009, 07:59 PM
#63
05-13-2009, 08:34 PM
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Yes, I am old enough
Shadow, I am old enough to remember the Colt Woodsman. I had to look up when they stopped making those puppies. 1977. So from 1915 (about 20 years after I was hatched) to 1977 they made those pistols. BTW, how is that green dot spitting, trouser snake? ha, ha.... Good you can take a ribbing otherwise, I would be hiding from all the shots firing out this way!
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05-13-2009, 11:57 PM
#65
05-14-2009, 12:56 AM
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Electric gatling
Shadow, is that Electric Gatling adaptible to a Thong vibrator? Might just be the item I need on those long rides in the desert.....
Just picture me in my stilettos, leapord skin thong and pink scarf standing on my CBR-F seat, throttle lock on full throttle, singing at the top of my lungs (in unison with my little voice of course) with an Electric Gatling Thong Vibrator!!! Now that must be just about making Steve puke with that image! Send that puppy overnight UPS, I am going in to shave them butt hairs that are chaffing my thong! Got to be ready for that ride when it gets here!
Might just be the item I need on those long rides in the desert.....Just picture me in my stilettos, leapord skin thong and pink scarf standing on my CBR-F seat, throttle lock on full throttle, singing at the top of my lungs (in unison with my little voice of course) with an Electric Gatling Thong Vibrator!!! Now that must be just about making Steve puke with that image!
Send that puppy overnight UPS, I am going in to shave them butt hairs that are chaffing my thong! Got to be ready for that ride when it gets here!
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05-14-2009, 01:52 AM
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#68
05-14-2009, 02:04 AM
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Hey fellas,
It's good that everyone's mellowed out a bit! We're never going to understand or agree with each other about everything, but we all agree on one thing; CBR1000Fs...and that's surely enough. btw I've got a 12g under over (for clays), 12g side by side (still my favourite!), .410, and a couple of rifles, a .22 rimfire (really cheap fun) and BSA .222.
Nothing that compares to some of your gear but a heap of fun, especially going out in the front paddock with the young bloke on a Saturday arvo and blasting some clays! My Doberman takes care of security.
Shooting's great fun!
It's good that everyone's mellowed out a bit! We're never going to understand or agree with each other about everything, but we all agree on one thing; CBR1000Fs...and that's surely enough. btw I've got a 12g under over (for clays), 12g side by side (still my favourite!), .410, and a couple of rifles, a .22 rimfire (really cheap fun) and BSA .222.
Nothing that compares to some of your gear but a heap of fun, especially going out in the front paddock with the young bloke on a Saturday arvo and blasting some clays! My Doberman takes care of security.
Shooting's great fun!
#69
05-14-2009, 09:13 AM
Dave, it is great fun! I like clays a lot, myself. I used to practice all summer when I was little. I had a hand thrower, and I would throw, grab the gun, and shoot. Believe me, you get better when you have to throw your own. With that method, it's real easy to just wait for them to crest. You really have all the time in the world if you can make a long shot. They hang out there in the distance, and it's an easy pic. Like shooting a stationary target.
If you want an even harder challenge, take the .410 for trap. That will humble most people. I had an NEF single shot, but I gave it to the boy for his 10th birthday last year. I got home from work and realized I didn't have a gift for him, so I pulled it out of the safe, wiped it down, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Nevadaman.... since your last post about the gatling attachment, the little voice in my head is no longer allowing me to have mental pictures!! He says I'm cut off! He mumbled something, and then he threw up on my cerebellum. I fell down and then he yelled "No more mental pictures for you!"
If you want an even harder challenge, take the .410 for trap. That will humble most people. I had an NEF single shot, but I gave it to the boy for his 10th birthday last year. I got home from work and realized I didn't have a gift for him, so I pulled it out of the safe, wiped it down, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Nevadaman.... since your last post about the gatling attachment, the little voice in my head is no longer allowing me to have mental pictures!! He says I'm cut off! He mumbled something, and then he threw up on my cerebellum. I fell down and then he yelled "No more mental pictures for you!"
#70
05-14-2009, 09:31 AM
On a side note, I thought I'd share a little story about someone breaking into my house. This happened a couple months ago.
It's 3am, I'm sound asleep. My border collie comes in and wakes me up. He's whining and jumping around, and he keeps staring at the bedroom door. Then I hear a load "thud" outside.
I grab the glock from my nightstand, and open the bedroom door really slow. My dog takes off like a shot...barking the whole way. I slowly creep down the hall, checking every room. I look out into the dining room, and I see a shadow of a head go by the window. At this point, I'm like "WTF is going on?".
I look into the kitchen, and my dog is sitting in front of the sliding glass door, wagging his tail. I walk up behind him, look through the door, and see a police officer! I sat the gun down on the table, opened the door, and said "Can I help you, sir?"
He says, "Yeah, I think so....could you get your dam Jeep out of the middle of the road?"
So, I'm standing there in a snowstorm in my boxers and a t-shirt, look around the side of the house....and sure enough, my Jeep is in the middle of the road, blocking 2 snowplows and a line of traffic!!
Apparently, I forgot to set the parking brake, and even though it was in gear, it slowly rolled down the hill and stopped in the center of the road.
Talk about embarrased. Then, after I got my clothes on and was walking down to it (with everybody staring), I realized I had put my shirt on backwards!!
It's 3am, I'm sound asleep. My border collie comes in and wakes me up. He's whining and jumping around, and he keeps staring at the bedroom door. Then I hear a load "thud" outside.
I grab the glock from my nightstand, and open the bedroom door really slow. My dog takes off like a shot...barking the whole way. I slowly creep down the hall, checking every room. I look out into the dining room, and I see a shadow of a head go by the window. At this point, I'm like "WTF is going on?".
I look into the kitchen, and my dog is sitting in front of the sliding glass door, wagging his tail. I walk up behind him, look through the door, and see a police officer! I sat the gun down on the table, opened the door, and said "Can I help you, sir?"
He says, "Yeah, I think so....could you get your dam Jeep out of the middle of the road?"
So, I'm standing there in a snowstorm in my boxers and a t-shirt, look around the side of the house....and sure enough, my Jeep is in the middle of the road, blocking 2 snowplows and a line of traffic!!
Apparently, I forgot to set the parking brake, and even though it was in gear, it slowly rolled down the hill and stopped in the center of the road.
Talk about embarrased. Then, after I got my clothes on and was walking down to it (with everybody staring), I realized I had put my shirt on backwards!!