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I don't have a .22, so that is also a strike against me.

What the fuk do you mean you don't have a .22? I'm not sure I understand.

Warmouth said:
What the fuk do you mean you don't have a .22? I'm not sure I understand.

Dave: Here is the deal. When I was a poor graduate student, I had a really nice Ruger 10/22 with a scope on it. Man I did a lot of squirrel hunting with it and loved it. One year, I couldn't afford to get my dad a nice camouflage jacket for Christmas. So, I sold the gun so I could get him the jacket. I never have purchase another although I keep intending to do so. Buying land and homes has gotten in the way of a few of the necessities in life. That, and I am a tight-donkey.

I'm glad I bought mine when I did, or it would probably be a "plan to in the future" type thing. Who knows when I'll get my next gun fix.

I sold my childhood .22 in college as well. Got totally screwed on the deal. $25.

My wife had me on an outdoor organizing binge yesterday. I mean labels, plastic containers, and everything. I am glad we got things where I can find them but dayum I hated the whole experience. I picked up the old 10/22 and wondered why I haven't sold it. My daughter at age 11 is more interested in dance, and prefers the Mark II when she does shoot. I guess I should keep it.

PoisonSnake said:

Dave: Here is the deal. When I was a poor graduate student, I had a really nice Ruger 10/22 with a scope on it. Man I did a lot of squirrel hunting with it and loved it. One year, I couldn't afford to get my dad a nice camouflage jacket for Christmas. So, I sold the gun so I could get him the jacket.

I heard a story something like that on Oprah one day.

I sold all my hair to buy my mom a Christmas present.

True story LA. True story. I had a pair of tennis shoes back then that had half the sole detached. I couldn't even afford shoe-goo to fix them. When I became a post-doc, that is the first thing I purchased. Second was a new truck.

The first thing you purchased was shoe goo? Wow... what an inspiring story!

What's killing me is he had the choice between shoe goo and a .22 and he chose the shoe goo! WTF!

PoisonSnake said:
I couldn't even afford shoe-goo to fix them.

You should have used duct tape.

Dude, super glue is 50 cents for two tubes. Don't give me no BS.

If you jacklegs want to drive 85 miles east of STL, we can have it at my place.

Who you callin' jackleg, jackleg?

Well, you, for one.