Well, no, don't — not given its etymology.
Good grief.
However, while I was running circles at the gun show today, I see that we have had a reason to celebrate.
Poor, poor avocados.
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Well, no, don't — not given its etymology.
Good grief.
However, while I was running circles at the gun show today, I see that we have had a reason to celebrate.
Poor, poor avocados.
Vegans are destroying the earth....
On the bright side, they will be a readily-available and passive (if tasteless and stringy) source of BBQ after the Zombie apocalypse.
Cheers,
Sirhr
On the bright side, they will be a readily-available and passive (if tasteless and stringy) source of BBQ after the Zombie apocalypse.
Cheers,
Sirhr
Well, no, don't — not given its etymology.
Good grief.
However, while I was running circles at the gun show today, I see that we have had a reason to celebrate.
Poor, poor avocados.
Vegan Schmegan . What'd you see/get at the show ?
So far, just two lights, a weapons light that throws 1,000 lumens, and a GP light that does 3,100. There are three enormous halls, and I only walked the one yesterday. Ammo was generally ridiculously expensive, 20-30% more than what you'd drop anywhere else. I saw one 870P that I'm thinking about going back for today, as I got a two-day pass. Lots of junk vendors, two enormous displays of shit knives in the first room, and the typical tables full of unwanted oddball twenty to thirty year old sporting arms and old ammunition. Quite a few vendors brought dogs in with them, and they spent their time having long-distance pissing matches with each other. I found a table advertising "sniper" 7.92x57 ammo that turned out to be old M49 Yugo from the '50s in the shit-brown paper packets. Another one was trying to pass off 5.45x39 7N6 as "AP," tried to hustle me a tin of 1,080 rounds for only $320, and then almost had an aneurysm when I demurred because I already had a stash; it was totally Blues Brothers: "SELL ME YOUR AMMO, SELL ME YOUR AMMO!" One dealer there had an impeccable display of truly desirable handguns, mostly WWII Axis, with the most clearly labeled tags I've ever seen. I saw a Tavor of some sort, and a PS90, and a spankin' HK91 on the same table, but I'm trying to avoid new calibers and/or loads for the time being. I'm probably just going to come back with some pig ears and smoked beef bones for the dog, but who knows? Hope springs eternal at the gun show, as do strange people on both sides of the tables, for sure.
And painted saw blades, bird houses, knitting, blown glass dust collectors and last but not least, a table full of anti-fog products for your expensive optics.
Ooh, I almost forgot the pushy asshole with the polishing creams.
Day two, and I didn't even come home with pig ears for the dog. The 870P I had seen was gone, and I didn't get to the second hall until about 1230 or so. I peeked into the 3rd hall and saw more and more shit, so I didn't even bother to venture into it. Lots more bits and pieces ammo vendors selling old ammo in the second hall, as I mentioned above, and trying to get rid of stock that they overpaid for back when they thought that Obama-panic $50 a brick .22LR was never going to end. $10 a box for CCI .22LR 36gr CPHP? I hear Wal*Mart calling me. The high point of my afternoon was a hot dog and a 16.9 oz. NYC-legal diet soda for $6.50. I wish people from MD and NJ would stay the fuck home or go elsewhere. I don't need their emasculated pop-guns clogging PA shows, thank you. And wash your damned bodies, mind your squawling brats, and put something showing a bit less real estate on your fugly used-to-be-hot-thirty-years-ago wives and girlfriends. There's no gun shop that I've ever been in that would put up with so many prohibited-looking turds strolling through the front door. I could go on, and I probably should, but in a more cogent and remunerative form for publication.
One very together FFL. He maintains an online museum of what he won't sell at the URL on the business card.
One very together FFL. He maintains an online museum of what he won't sell at the URL on the business card.
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