I was headed out the door with my Glock 21 and a pocket full of magazines to go shoot, up pulls the mail lady with a big box from Alaska, it was my bullets, I pleaded for one minute of her time, went and grabbed my checkbook and stamped envelope, knifed open the box and got the invoice out, she sat on a feed bucket and pet my Wifes Rottweiler pup while I filled a check out, then handed it to her.
I sure love the less than regulation only lifestyle out here in flyover country, now to get the rest of those Barnes bullets shot up and start with these 250gr ABW's.
