Damn, how many SKS's did I sweat the cosmoline out of in a black garbage bag on the roof in 100+ degree heat. Thems were the days.

When I turned 18 a shop in Chico, CA had them for $69 a pop. Killed my first pig with one.

I probably bought and flipped a baker's dozen or more of SKS's in a couple of years. Don't regret flipping them all. Needed the money then for beer, tuition, dates, whatever.

I DO wish I had held onto the 2 cheap and accurate as hell swedes I had at the time though.

The DIPCHIT ADD, after a morning of drinking:

You despair, repeatedly, constantly! daily basis?
A despair ninny.
Sack up, despire ninny.