That is seriously phuoced up.

Actually it is quite easy to tell when someone shoots a 7x57. There's always something dead laying nearby. No yarns, confusion, disappointment, nothing like that. Just dead critters. They have even been known to just drop dead at the sight of that cartridge on the African plains.

Nothing like that happens with the .270. I know this because neighbors actually admit in public that they own such things. It seems to me a lot like going grocery shopping with a sex toy hanging around your neck. Wearing a thong.


I am..........disturbed.

Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain