I love shooting. I've been shooting since, not sure, maybe 4 or so. My old grandpa took me out into the country in Pottawatomie County, up in Oklahoma, and put a .22 rifle in my hands and told me to shoot at "that beer can over there in the ditch." I probably didn't hit it, but I got a big hug anyway.
My old daddy put a 12 gauge double-barrel in my hands when I was about 8 because I told him I could handle it. Yeah, I've made a few bad decisions in my day. I thought my momma was gonna deevorce him for that, but I asked for it.
I have libtard associates who are all "guns are scary, guns are bad, guns are evil" and all that crap. None of mine ever jumped out of the holster and shot somebody. There is no such thing as an "accidental discharge" there are only "negligent discharges." Ask anybody with a lick of sense.
The Second Amendment ain't about hunting. It is about self-defense. All that "well regulated militia" stuff is how our beautiful America was created. The word "regulated" meant trained, not maintained by the government, that is why they were called Regulars. That is a little known fact nowdays. When our country was wrassled away from the Redcoats it was done by 3% of our countrymen. The rest may have wanted Independence, but they did not take up arms to make it happen. There is a whole movement these days called Three Percenters, that is what they are about. Just think, if 3% of Americans who are gun owners were called out, that would be around 3 million people. When guns are outlawed, the Feds are going to have to kill those 3 million. No two ways about it.
I went to the range yesterday, TargetBastards over here in Garland, put a few downrange. I love that. I'm no expert, got shit as far as real training goes, but I can usually out-shoot the rest of the firing line. One time some chick was next to me doing hole-on-hole with a Glock, very well taught. I'm just an old country boy, but I can hit a 3" circle at 7 yards most of the time with a handgun. So much fun. I'm rarely ever as relaxed as when I walk out of the range, pay my fee, and jump in the White Whale to return home.
Good times, my friends, good times. Carry on, and carry everywhere.
