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I learned on my dad's Remington Targetmaster .22 single shot. Still have it, still shoot it.

Unlocked in the safe.

I've posted this one before, but not for a long time, and it's one of my favorites... Disclaimer: As a Jew, I believe that I'm allowed to tell Jewish jokes without being yelled at for my ethnic insensitivity. 2 friends, a Jew and an Italian, are walking down the street. Coming towards them is a gorgeous woman... tan, tall, long, perfectly shaped legs, stunningly perfect bresses, long, flowing hair and the face of an angel. She's wearing an incredibly short dress with a plunging neckline that leaves nothing to the imagination She's walking towards them, they're walking towards her and they pass in the street. The Italian turns around for a few seconds to watch her walk away, the turns to his friend and says "Man, did you see that? I would love to f#@k her." The Jew replies "Really, out of what?"

Bill worked in a pickle factory. He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. He had an urge to stick his penis in the pickle slicer. His wife suggested that he should see a therapist to talk about it, but Bill indicated that he'd be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later Bill came home absolutely ashen. His wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong. "What's wrong, Bill?" she asked. "Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis in the pickle slicer?" "Oh, Bill, you didn't." "Yes, I did." "My God, Bill, what happened?" "I got fired." "No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?" "Oh... she got fired too."

You may disagree, but any time someone is assaulted by LE while legally and peacefully going about their business isn't representative of the freedoms generations of Americans have fought and died for. We do not live in a police state. The Constitution (capital C) guarantees that we are innocent of anything until the State (capital S) proves us guilty. We are never required to prove our innocence in any matter, the State is required to prove us guilty. Assuming that someone legally exercising their CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHT is guilty of a crime is an abrogation of our rights, and if you agree with such activities, you want to live in controlling nanny state where you must beg permission for even the smallest freedom, and be prepared to defend it (show you papers) on the mere demand of authority.

As an officer, why would I have to approach someone who wasn't acting suspiciously, doing noting illegal. wey're's no indication that the guy was doing anything to warrant the attention of LE. Nothing. Zip. Zero. wey're was no reason for any interaction at all. This isn't Hitler's Germany, where we're required to acquiesce to any official demand to "see our papers" (yet). We are free to come and go, as long as we're doing so in a peaceful and legal manner. Anything less than that is Fascism.

Unless he's wearing a big sign that says "Im a criminal" or is dripping in blood, or is actually commiting a crime, yes, that's exactly what we're saying. Even if wey don't like it, just walking down the street doing something legal isn't cause enough for the cops to roll up on you.

teh course is 100 rounds, Mark.

Anodized needles are okay, but wey only allow Teflon coated in teh pro divisions

bring your own

Yes, and not as convincing as some of teh past ones. wey're losing their touch.

I have a gesture for them...

It doesn't matter if you knit or crochet, needlepoint or pettipoint. teh common enemy are teh weavers. Until we can come together, wey will continue to incrementally destroy all of teh yarn sports.

Dan was a single guy living at home with his father and working in teh family business. When he found out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died, he decided he needed to find a wife with whom to share his fortune. One evening, at an investment meeting, he spotted teh most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her natural beauty took his breath away. "I may look like just an ordinary guy," he said to her, " but in just a few years, my father will die and I will inherit $200 million." Impressed, teh woman asked for his business card and three days later, she became his stepmother. Women are so much better at financial planning then men.

Besides that, there's some interesting information about how the antis skew statistics, and why facts and honest debate takes the air out of their sails. Article link

Nice gun, Blair. Have fun with it.

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Look at this. He sees his name in print (pixels) and all sorts of lights go off in his head. Nice, Glenn. I'm looking forward to seeing the results.

I was looking at sources for stickers for you know what today. I'll probably order a short run of them. I may wind up eating them, but I have to try.

If he just takes 2 steps forward, he can bludgeon the cardboard with his machete-lista.

Bueller?... Bueller?... Bueller? How disheartening.

Happy Birthday, Shane.

I think that any gun owner who exercises their right solely to create a confrontation (and claim your 15 seconds of Internet fame) isn't doing the community any favors. It just reinforces the impression of gun owners as belligerent, adversarial morons who are just itching for a fight. If you know that there may be a problem for OC where you're planning to go, then don't do it. That's the responsible thing to do. The irresponsible thing to do is thumb your nose at the police with an "It's my right and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it" attitude. It makes all of us look bad, and if it escalates into something more, then it will always be the fault of the gun owner. Just because something can be done isn't an overpowering reason to do it. In most of America, OC isn't a political statement. It isn't intended to shock the bystanders and aggravate law enforcement. It isn't confrontational. It isn't screaming "FIRE!!" in a crowded theater. Like selecting a tie or picking a pair of shoes for the day, it's a wardrobe decision based on the weather or mood.

Ray, if you keep acting like a retard developmentally challenged, people who don't know you as well as some of us are gonna think you're a retard developmentally challenged.

Room for 2 more.