Go slap your grandpa for not buying near anything up north for 30 cents an acre during the depression when he was a railroad engineer up there.

If you want to shoot a big buck, you need to be hunting where they live.

Old Indian proverb: "Shoot 'em buck, then count 'em prong."


My other auto is a .45

The bitterness of poor quality is remembered long after the sweetness of low price has faded from memory