“The reliability of the 30-06 on most of the world’s non-dangerous game is so well established as to be beyond intelligent dispute.” Finn Aagaard
"Don't fuck with it" seems to prevent the vast majority of reported issues." BehindBlueI's
“The reliability of the 30-06 on most of the world’s non-dangerous game is so well established as to be beyond intelligent dispute.” Finn Aagaard
"Don't fuck with it" seems to prevent the vast majority of reported issues." BehindBlueI's
Many, many years ago one of my father's neighborhood friends got him a gag gift for a birthday. He took a small Hammer with a wooden handle, drilled a small hole at the end and inserted a short piece of lamp cord with a plug attached.
My dad hung it on the wall near the entrance to the house.
The number of people who came in and looked at that thing and said," oh, an electric hammer! " Was quite impressive.
Have to see if I can't find a picture of that
Box of grid squares
Can of squelch
The ever-popular "left handed torque wrench"
Concertina wire sharpener
I was so leery of the various fake gopher trips that I "got" myself when I didn't believe a real item was real. My squad sergeant wanted me to go to the tool room for a refractometer. I asked what it was and he said a device you put coolant on then looked at the sun through a lens to see if the coolant was good or not. Which is pretty much exactly what it is. I expressed my disbelief at such a contraption existing. He was known as a joker and that didn't help, but I could see he was getting irritated so I "played along" and went to the tool room. In a smarmy-sarcastic voice I asked for it, got the facial expression from the clerk of "...why are you talking like that?" and was then handed a case and told to sign here. My flabber was completely gasted.
Actual photo of me when the case was put on the counter:
I had a rather sheepish return to the squad...but everyone understood. It was, for whatever reason, much less of a thing to rib someone about to not believe a true thing then to believe a false thing.
Sorta around sometimes for some of your shitty mod needs.
Dude I know was gutting a deer in the near dark and hands something to his then girlfriend and tells her not to loose it. Later on she takes the furry object out of her pocket and reminds him about it asking what it was. Yes, it was buck season.
"You can't win a war with choirboys. " Mad Mike Hoare