Just plain old vanilla "extraordinaire" (spelled correctly) can mean best or excellent. Your extra word (in) and the incorrectly spelled version had me mildly confused. And chuckling heartily....
It's official. I missed the selfie deadline so I'm Maser's sock puppet because rene and the Polish half of the fubar twins have decided that I am.
Thanks for the warm welcome and the 284/277 education, elkhunternm.
One of my favorite cartridges is the straight 284 Winchester. But I do have a 270 and a 7X57 also. All good cartridges, and like you said, they are all pretty much the same on the receiving end.
Now don't go a-hatin', geedubya..... No one is threatening ya'...
It's official. I missed the selfie deadline so I'm Maser's sock puppet because rene and the Polish half of the fubar twins have decided that I am.
There is too. To hunt with the 7x57 is the stuff of legend. Jack O'Connors' wife knew that and governed herself accordingly. She might have thought Jack had lost his mind. Only the Shadow knows.
Hunting with a .270 What? might be like having a date with Monica Lewinski.
I swear to God I have never held a rifle chambered in .270 What?
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
Thanks for the warm welcome and the 284/277 education, elkhunternm.
One of my favorite cartridges is the straight 284 Winchester. But I do have a 270 and a 7X57 also. All good cartridges, and like you said, they are all pretty much the same on the receiving end.
Now don't go a-hatin', geedubya..... No one is threatening ya'...
Hey, no problem, I'm almost a FNG myself.
As to hatin', Not me, just thought it kinda funny that ones shows up out of the blue, six posts, all in the same forum in one day and then if serious that feller wouldn't know what a 270 was, but would know about a 7 x 57?
Perhaps I took you literally when you was just funnin'. My bad. Carry on soldier. Time tells all tales, and have fun.
Plan to be back in late September. My son and three buddies are hunting with Joe Troyer. Bear with hounds. I'm gonna go along and be camp bitch and make sure everybody has enough vittles and libation.