I've never been to a good gun show. Always some 300lb guy in suspenders selling nunchucks, overpriced Marlins, and wolf tshirts.
Hey leave old toot out of this! If not his boyfriend fireball run you over in his dump truck.
What’s the matter, poo poo?
Did little 69s get his wittle fweelings hurt ?
Laffin at your dumb ass!