The first was a Winchester model 11 with some sort of buckshot when I was about 11 or 12 that belonged to my uncle. He gave it to me after that and I had it about 12 or 15 years and don't think I ever shot again. He asked for it once he got married and had a son of his own and I was happy to give it back.
After the third shot with a .600 NE I developed a flinch and stopped shooting it.
How many obama supporters does it take to change a light bulb? None, they prefer to remain in the dark.
The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.
George Bernard Shaw
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