I had an older gentleman looking for a holster for a 38 Snubby once and when I asked him what model he had he quickly pulled if from his pocket and had it pointed right at my gut before I grabbed it and twisted it out of his hand. He said “why’d you do that for, it ain’t loaded?!” I opened the cylinder and dumped 5 old, slightly greenish, 38 Special 158 gr round nose lead cartridges into my hand. I think he was truly shocked and became quite embarrassed. I said a few things I immediately regretted and most activity in the shop stopped and it got very quiet. He mumbled something and left and he he didn’t come back for a long time. That was about as close as I’ve come to getting ventilated.Lemme guess? "Eeet aint loaded!"
Ok, that's a wacky story. But I can beat it...
Didn't know any were left. Where is this place.A couple of weeks ago we decided to cruise out to Ryan's Steakhouse for dinner.
You are correct. That being said he is a profoundly broken man. His politics are trash but he's still a national treasure. He just needs lots of help.I used to like him until I discovered what a total leftist whack job he was.
I was at the 1500 several years ago when we heard a loud 'pop' and as we turned around and looked, one could see clear across the area as nearly everyone was on the ground (ducked down.) There were two guys across the space standing next to each other and one of them (a vendor, I believe) who had un-holstered his .40 caliber Glock pistol, removed the magazine, aimed it at the floor, and pulled the trigger - with the goal of showing the other guy how easy it was to disassemble the Glock platform. Needless to say, he had failed to eject the cartridge in the chamber prior to pulling the trigger. The ricocheting bullet came back up off the concrete floor and struck his hand, the one holding the pistol, and badly damaged or severed a finger. Whoopsie-daisy!I worked at a rather large gun store in Mishawaka several years ago. I was on one side of the store helping a customer, when I heard a shot go off on the other side of the store. We were always told to have our heads on a swivel because you never know who is coming in the store and what their intentions are. I didn't have time to think. My gun was out of my holster and at the low ready and I was across the showroom in less than 5 seconds. One other employee did the same thing but came from the back of the store. Everyone else in the store (employees and customers) were completely frozen in shock.
Turns out, some idiot customer decided to try out new holsters with his loaded XDM .45 and put a hole right in the floor.
Witness - 1985 - the kid understands because he's witnessed bad men kill another man, in action!"Gun of the Hand"* for the win!
*obscure movie reference
I was at the 1500 several years ago when we heard a loud 'pop' and as we turned around and looked, one could see clear across the area as nearly everyone was on the ground (ducked down.) There were two guys across the space standing next to each other and one of them (a vendor, I believe) who had un-holstered his .40 caliber Glock pistol, removed the magazine, aimed it at the floor, and pulled the trigger - with the goal of showing the other guy how easy it was to disassemble the Glock platform. Needless to say, he had failed to eject the cartridge in the chamber prior to pulling the trigger. The ricocheted bullet came back up off the concrete floor and struck his hand, the one holding the pistol, and badly damaged or severed a finger. Whoopsie-daisy!
There aren’t.Didn't know any were left. Where is this place.
Because they just peed a little.“Everyone jumped and few women squealed”
That sounds like song lyrics?
Why do women squeal when startled?
(Verse 1)“Everyone jumped and few women squealed”
That sounds like song lyrics?
Why do women squeal when startled?
Was it smashed as my 3 bags of Milano Pepperidge Farm cookies, that Amazon shipped in the same box with a 12 pack of cans of Hormel Breakfast Sausage Hash that was delivered yesterday?Now, I know that there is a lot of embellishment that occurs on this group and I am aware that a small number of things are perhaps sheer fabrication, but I have a story to tell that is the absolute truth. Funniest damn thing that has ever happened to me.
A couple of weeks ago we decided to cruise out to Ryan's Steakhouse for dinner. It was a Wednesday night which means that macaroni and beef was on the hot bar...
Why do women squeal when startled?
Because no man has ever found their special place before?Why do women squeal when startled?
Yeah, lots of times.Wondering if anyone else has had this kind of experience.
MOST men... Speak for yourself.Because no man has ever found their special place before?