There’s some person about a mile from the house; 1 or 2 random afternoons a week and always on sundays, sounds as if theyre burning through a couple of boxes pistol ammo.
Either they have beaucoup or are like the Rip Van Winkle guys on here that wake up and chime in and ask “whut in tarnations is up wit de 9mm ammo?”
Btw, do all idiots that find themselves dumbfoundedly low on ammo type with a Yosemite Sam accent?
