Ok my fellow trolodytes!!! Here you go! This will settle it!
Founder Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should in their own confines with forked heads Have their round haunches gored."
Ol’ Lazarus is my rebuilt government contract rifle with a Harpers Ferry lock and a bore freshed out to 32 balls to the pound! Raised from the dead! Just like Ol’ Lazarus was.
Ol’ Whiskey is my new 1792 contract rifle, so named for the first conflict they was first reported used in. The Whiskey Rebellion.
Founder Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should in their own confines with forked heads Have their round haunches gored."
The .50 caliber flintlock chunk gun I use at the annual Alvin York memorial "meat shoot" already had a name when I traded for it. Out of respect for it's late former owner, I'll continue to call it "Old T-Bone". So far all I've won with it is hamburger, but that's the fault of the shooter, not the gun! Jerry
I always heard that if you have to name a piece of equipment, it’s because it’s a piece of crap.
Like a POS car, ol bessie, the tank, the bomb or leakin lena.
I did know an old retired army 1st sergeant, every time he showed me one of his rifles, it was “Old Bertha” , see him on a return service call, him want to show me another rifle...its name Big Bertha”
I just thought he was a fruitcake. What the F is a “Bertha” anyway? Sounds like an old fat ugly whore.
I always heard that if you have to name a piece of equipment, it’s because it’s a piece of crap.
Like a POS car, ol bessie, the tank, the bomb or leakin lena.
I did know an old retired army 1st sergeant, every time he showed me one of his rifles, it was “Old Bertha” , see him on a return service call, him want to show me another rifle...its name Big Bertha”
I just thought he was a fruitcake. What the F is a “Bertha” anyway? Sounds like an old fat ugly whore.
It is a generational thing specific to WW1 in reference to German guns. The parlance still lingers and is recognised by older Service members.