Test Fitting Some Weapons

Getting anxious to fire it!

This is the exact one that I am looking at. Just can't be safe enough.

I have guns everywhere
Behind the door,under the bed ,in the closer, in the drawer,under the coffee table,in the storage cabinet
Wherever I might be
No kids are allowed in my house

That is not nice Grandpa Cardboard!!!:rant::rant:

What is not nice , is when somebody comes and kicks yer door open or tries to force their way in your house.
When I grew up, my dad and his dad before him had guns loaded in the house.
I was taught that I was not allowed to touch them PERIOD.
I was taken out and showed what they will do and how to operate them.
But it was forbidden for me to touch them.
The same with my kid.
The kids of today don't seem to be able to mind or listen that well. For that reason if you bring a kid over , he has to be right by yer side.
You have to take him to the Boys room and bring him or her back to the living room and they have to sit right next to you and be quiet.
Break my rule, and yer outside.
I'm a Hard Ass.
The law has been writtin to protect the folks who don't want to obey the rules gits a free pass, cause they might of hurt themselves.. We have to protect everybody from everything now day.
Even with the kids toys. They might hurt themselves.
Its a wonder how we ever made it growing up.
My house and my rules.

Kids bring joy into a home for the most part... I hear ya, they do have an issue of listening these days..

:roflmao::roflmao: True, oh so true!!

Yes, my oldest is 14 and I know exactly what you are talking about..:witsend:

Raised 3 daughters.....14 years old, definitely starts getting tougher to raise, just waite till they old enough for their drivers license:roflmao::witsend:

grrrrrrr

My son is 41 yrs Old. He's lucky he made it to that age.
He was Bi Polar. And he thought he could test me.
I had guns everywhere in the house when he was born and grew up.
He brought me as much joy as your kids bring you.
But I'm not the person that is gonna say over and over to do something.
And I have my rules. And they will be obeyed at all cost.
I had the lady across the street to call Child Welfare on me. I talked with her husband and they no longer had a phone in their home.
My grandparents and parents both said yer too rough on yer kid.
My wife I have now and me and my son went camping when he was about 13 . I left to go after some supplies in the 4x4. I told him to setup camp, meaning put the tents up. My OL tried to get him to help her do something else.
He said, I was told to setup the tents and all. Unless you get changed what I was told to do, I can't help you. My Old Man won't play, He will kill me.
He learned super fast. Break my rules and you will feel pain . I await for the day you think you are man enough to stand up and talk back to me. If I make it to 90 yrs old and you think you can do it. I may suprise you.
I know one day he will be able to do it. But he will have too much respect to ever try it.
When he was in his 30's. He tried to fight back to still see if he could over power me and out punch me.
He immediately said, Pop , I screwed up. Yer still too fast and took strong.
Your training will not let me even try to git ahold of you or hit you before you can hit me 3 times. And you nearly broke my arm.

I had my rules when he was young. And I have em now. And he knows them.
Mabe if he ever deceides to marry he will carry them on.:rant:
My Old man said son yer a Hard Ass. Yea Pop I'm just like you.:gah: