Ran over a pack of feral dogs in my Urban Cowboy Ford Truck bout 40 years ago going to pickup my wife for a date down in the barrio. Was aiming for them fuggers for over a year hauling ass down the RR frontage road and finally connected. Took a few of them out most just rolled and kept going across the tracks. Turned around and drug the dead ones off the road. Called road kill dept next day. Never seen that pack again.

"Maybe we're all happy."

"Go to the sporting goods store. From the files, obtain form 4473. These will contain descriptions of weapons and lists of private ownership."