The Gunfighter.

Sent by a buddy:

A young cowboy sitting in a saloon one Saturday night recognized an elderly man standing at the bar who, in his day, had been the fastest gun in the West. The cowboy took a place next to the old-timer, bought him a drink and told him of his great ambition to be a great shot…

‘Could you give me some tips?’ he asked.

The old man said, ‘Well, for one thing, you’re wearing your gun too high – tie the holster a little lower down on your leg.’

‘Will that make me a better gunfighter?’

‘Sure will.’

The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his .44 and shot the bow tie off the piano player.

‘That’s terrific!’ said the cowboy. ‘Got any more tips?’

‘Yep,’ said the old man. ‘Cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it – that’ll give you a smoother draw.’

‘Will that make me a better gunfighter?’ asked the young man.

‘You bet it will,’ said the old-timer.

The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his gun in a blur, and then shot a cufflink off the piano player.

‘Wow!’ exclaimed the cowboy ‘I’m learnin’ somethin’ here. Got any more tips?’

The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. ‘See that axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it.’

The young man smeared some of the grease on the barrel of his gun.

‘No,’ said the old-timer, ‘I mean smear it all over the gun, handle and all…’

‘Will that make me a better gunfighter?’ asked the young man…

‘No,’ said the old-timer, ‘but when Wyatt Earp gets done playing the piano, he’s gonna shove that gun up your ass, and it won’t hurt as much.

Gun Purse, you are doing it wrong.

Saw this on the Fox news Website: Rumer Willis (Bruce Willis & Demi Moore’s daughter) with a purse displaying an embossed S&W Sigma.

After a bit of research, I found out that the bag is made by an outfit called Vlieger & Vandam. I have no idea how chic or cool they are, but the bag is selling in their website for $360. Sigmas are found online for way under $300 and even with the crappy trigger, I would much rather have SWMBO carry the real thing rather than an emboss.

But what do I know about fashion?



One Blue Bowling Pin.

The gods of shooting are fickle. They like to cut down the knees of those who get a bit cocky. Take the case of Robert, he is a good shooter and takes his craft seriously. Yet last Saturday he was feeling his oats because his main “competition” for the day was his lovely wife.

Here he is seconds before his downfall. Look at his smug face

The stage was simple: 2 fields of bowling pins on the right and left side of the barrels. Mission was simply to take them all out in the shortest time possible. The timer went off and so he did with pins flying off the stands, an occasional miss easily recovered and then: One Blue Bowling Pin that refused to fall as ordered. And God he tried, and re shot it over and over. He checked his breathing, his front sight, pressed the trigger ever so gently but the sucker remained standing there mocking him. He cussed and berated at his luck sending more and more rounds downrange and still the blue pin remained motionless. He eventually ran out of ammo, but kind souls tossed him spare magazines hoping he would hit the blue pin and the curse lifted. Not such luck. Eventually the gun grew hot enough for the Made In Austria engraving to melt away and Robert had to admit defeat. If you ask him, he will tell you that a pair of tiny arms and hands sprouted from the sides of the pin and gave him a double load of the Finger as goodbye.

Next came Laura, his soulmate and whip cracker. A sweet young lady with a perpetual smile except when targets are ahead.

The timer once more emitted its beep. Laura drew and pins started to fall without hesitation. One trigger pull, one pin went to meet the ground. Relentless and scary in her precision, it was a sight to see. So intimidating that witnesses say the last pin, the Evil Blue Pin rather than face true ballistic ignominy, decide to commit target suicide and jumped from the stand to oblivion as she pulled the trigger one last time. She cleaned the stage.

That would be enough for any couple. She bested him on the stage that brought him to shame knowing that his fellow shooters will keep the “shame” going for at least two or three months just to torture him. But that was not all. When all the scores were in and all four stages totaled, the hard truth came down crashing down like a pallet of ammunition: She kicked his ass overall by 52.58 seconds.

I did warn everybody this was going to be the Year of The Lady Dragon.

The Faustian Second Amendment?

O. Ricardo Pimentel in My warns us about the deal with the Devil that our Country made by respecting the Bill of Rights. One thing you must give to Anti Gunners is that they are champions on recycling. Unfortunately they only recycle the same tired excuses that people stopped buying long time ago. And he goes on why we should have more restrictions on Gun Ownership. He doies a good job trying to appear “reasonable” and acknowledging that Guns save lives, but we might be better if more “reasonable” that do not involve gun ownership could be found. I guess he forgot his way was tried and found deadly.  Ours is working and it is a Good First Step and If It Saves One Life, It Is Worth It. (I’ve been wanting to use these cliches for a while now 🙂 )

The sad fact is that, at sale, potential gun misusers often can’t be distinguished from people who will unfailingly use them legally and responsibly.

By the same token, we don’t know what males will be using their genitalia for consensual intercourse and what males will use them for rape. That does not mean we should start a campaign to force every guy in the country to wear a male chastity belt.

No? Consider this trend, pulled from a National Center for Injury Prevention and Control database. Nationally, there were 554 unintentional firearm deaths in 2009. There were 14,161 unintentional firearm injuries in 2010. Between 1999 and 2009, Texas had 643 unintentional firearm deaths.

You guys seriously have to get off this dead horse. Firearm related accidents have been dropping through the years (not thanks to the antis.) The same National Center for Injury Prevention and Control database post that for 2007 there were 617unintentional injuries by firearms (#16), 1,138 Unintentional Pedestrian deaths (#11), so apparently walking is more dangerous than owning a gun. Walking Control anyone?

And this one for me, takes the top:

Sure, this homeowner used a shotgun and no one is reasonably arguing that the government take away your long guns (assault rifles excepted).

So he does argue in favor Gun Confiscation after all.  Hypocrite much?


The Five Most Wanted (Guns)

Sharp as a Marble has the meme.

In no particular order:

Bighorn Armory .500 S&W Lever Action Rifle.
(Because you better be ready when the T-Rexes invade your neighborhood)

FN-FAL Paratrooper Model.
(Basically to say “F*** You, I own one now” to certain Foreign Government.)

Barrett .50 Cal rifle (Not choosy about the model)
(Because it awesome and scares Lib Politicos)

Stoner 63
(If I am gonna shoot poodle-molesting rounds, might as well do it a lot and with class)

The Model 1874 Sharps Shiloh.
(Yes, I love the movie too.)

Funny thing, no shooties or handguns made the list…this time around.