takhtakaal
November 19, 2008, 01:35 PM
It's so soothing to look at a big, boxed pile of .30 caliber centerfire ammo, just come across your threshold, and know that you're supplied for a good, long while ...
... especially when there are yet another three cases on backorder, coming some time in December.
:evil:
Ain't nobody panicking here.
What's even funnier is that I had totally forgotten that it was National Ammo Day.
:D
The Lone Haranguer
November 19, 2008, 04:14 PM
What can Brown do for you? Brown knows.
pinstripe
November 19, 2008, 08:36 PM
I am on a first name basis with the local brown truck driver. I just love the brown truck. It is almost as exciting as santa's sleigh.:D
takhtakaal
November 19, 2008, 10:14 PM
It is almost as exciting as santa's sleigh.
Almost? Almost? Almost?
wacki
November 19, 2008, 10:22 PM
where did you order from?
takhtakaal
November 19, 2008, 10:37 PM
where did you order from?
That place in The Twin Cities that nobody ever likes to admit ordering from ...
... the dreaded FRENCH MENACE!
CU74
November 19, 2008, 11:24 PM
I know that "...ahhhhhhhh" feeling, and I like it.:) The UPS driver signs for me and leaves the boxes on the front porch. The FedEx driver is even more accommodating - he not only signs for me, he backs up to my shop and unloads at the door. (I need to talk with the UPS driver.......)
35 Whelen
November 20, 2008, 12:03 AM
Isn't it amusing how we're....amused? You guys like the BBT, but I look with fond affection at my plastic bags full of once fired brass, my thousands(and thousands) of primers...some 40-odd pounds of powder waiting to be metered carefully into primed case...the shelves upon shelves of jacketed bullets. And last but not least...the wheelweights I happen upon while at work, picking them up...gazing intently at them and imagining how many bullets each will make...<sigh>...so dreamy.....
And my wife says I'm not romantic....pffft....
qajaq59
November 20, 2008, 05:44 AM
Isn't it amusing how we're....amused? You guys like the BBT, but I look with fond affection at my plastic bags full of once fired brass, my thousands(and thousands) of primers...some 40-odd pounds of powder waiting to be metered carefully into primed case...the shelves upon shelves of jacketed bullets. And last but not least...the wheelweights I happen upon while at work, picking them up...gazing intently at them and imagining how many bullets each will make...<sigh>...so dreamy.....
And my wife says I'm not romantic....pffft....
Oh, how could your wife be Sooooo wrong? :D:D
