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Redlg155

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Ok Gents,

It is time to absolve yourselves of your sins by confession. I shall start.

It all started one gloomy Sunday when my dear wife had to leave town for a few days to attend a funeral. How would I know that nature would conspire against me and pour out buckets of rain from the skies? How is it that all the necessary ingredients would come together for an improvised indoor shooting session? One .22 bolt action rifle, more specifically, a Savage MKII SVSR and a sweet shooter might I add. 2 boxes of Aguila .22 ammo "sans poudre"- fancy for primer only and no powder. 1 stick on Birchwood Casey target and ahhhh...2 phone books. And finally, one nice long hallway.

Add these ingredients and you have one fun afternoon. It was that or watch the Spice Girls movie. I'll take my makeshift indoor range. By the time I was finished shooting the phone book looked like some crazy hamster had attacked it.

As always, we men leave some trace of our crime. My wife noticed a couple of tiny dots of "confetti" left on the carpet in the hallway. "Strange " I say.." I have no idea where that came from". Of course she knew that I had knew perfectly well where the offending bits had come from, but it would be futile to attempt to question me.

I only confess this because I felt a slight twinge of guilt from the last bow season range...but that's another story. I ask you brothers, to absolve me of guilt and blame, for surely I cannot ask wifey for this favor. I fear the punishment will me more than I can bear.

Other (un) mentionables...
-cupcake pan lead ingot melting on the kitchen stove...i never had a lisp until after that episode.
-Why do my dishrags smell like gun oil? I would have fessed, but technically Break free is not gun oil!
-Did you take your daughters snoopy? No..I did not. The coyote took it before I could fire. Decoy..duh!
-What's that clanging noise in the vacuum cleaner?
- Women get kinda touchy when they find out the dirt smell they have been looking for is a dark earth scent wafer. Hey..you wanted to clean anyway..right?



Anyone else care to share something they may need a bit of forgiveness for?
 
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I told my wife the 3-crows i shot were with my pellet-gun and they were "right in the back-yard, up in the tree",,,, ok so they were oficially about 140-yards out in the wooded-area behing my house and yes, i did lay prone on the dining-room floor with my Savage93 .17 and shot thru a cracked-open sliding-door,, but hey, nobody but me was there so it's my story, im sticking to it !! by the way Febreze dosent exactly cover ALL odors,(gunpowder for example)
 
....I may or may not have culled the stray dog population last year by means of a bolt-action .22 and sitting in the back seat of my dad's old crew-cab. A wild, human-fearing pack of 7 or 8 dogs, that tried to maul my sister-in-law. I managed to take care of 5 of them, which has since made living here much more bearable. Less dogs tearing up the trash in the burn pit, less dogs hassling my own, which are both tied to big, shady oak trees.

But the nice old lady next door doesn't know what happened to them.
 
"A wild, human-fearing pack of 7 or 8 dogs, that tried to maul my sister-in-law."

"...my own, which are both tied to big, shady oak trees."

Leaving a dog tied up to a tree all day is a good way to turn it into the type that will maul people.
 
The only thing I'll admit to currently is my personal vendetta against grackles, when they got wise to me poking my pellet gun barrel out the back door and fled, I started removing back screens and gently lowering the window enough to shoot, forgot to replace a screen after a great evening of shooting and the wife was wondering why it was against the house. Quick reply was I had to replace the torn screen and got interrupted by a call.
 
Yeah I shot a crow out of the garden with a semi auto 22 through a cracked back door. I couldn't find the spent shell casing afterward, wifey did though, under the washer. Wasn't made into a big deal though because she knows what I am capable of when she isn't around.
 
I would never set up a makeshift range inside the house while wifey's at work. I promise.

Although I've read somewhere that a .22 CB short from a Savage Cub is quiet indeed, and furthermore that a simple 2x4 makes a perfectly adequate backstop for such a cartridge.
 
Instant Spackle is handy for patching up arrow holes in the drywall.

Once I set up a cardboard box in the garage to do a little practice with the old Speer plastic bullets and cases. I forgot to put some old carpet in the box, resulting in the need for a new masonite panel in said garage door. Who knew that those plastic pellets had that much penetration?
 
The nice neighbor lady feeds the red tree rats daily. So when she goes for mail a couple or three disappear every lunch hour that the timing is there.:D I even buy an occasional bag of sunflower seeds and give them to her seeing as she's on a fixed income and all.:evil:
 
I set up a range upstairs and spent an evening with a .22 and a box of shorts while the wife was out of town. Then there was the time with the chipmunks.... I don't know how the dog could have even got close to one of those guys.
 
Before we had kids... boxes of ammo followed me home from Walmart when I went to pick up toilet paper... the back wall of a closet satisfied my curiosity as to how well my Mauser bayonet would penetrate drywall... I'm sure there have been a few more...
 
Never did like the taste of red tree rat.:barf: There is a neighborhood fox that will show up shortly after I start shooting and act as my retriever of sorts. We make a great team. The record is seven in a 1/2 hour:D

Reflecting now I might have to try them grilled with Texas hot sauce, That stuff will make almost anything edible.:D
 
Couple of weeks ago, wife shopping I was reading leaning back in a recliner and decided to dry fire a little. I dropped the mag, pulled the slide and the cartridge popped out and disappeared. I was comfey so I did my double check and dry fired for awhile. Then I couldn't find the round I had ejected and I was in the living room, not my usual loafing place. Never could find it and after a couple of days had to tell the wife who couldn't find it either and refused to vacuum around the chair or piano where I was sitting. Have yet to find it but I am getting darn good with a vacuum cleaner.
 
2 boxes of Aguila .22 ammo "sans poudre"- fancy for primer only and no powder. 1 stick on Birchwood Casey target and ahhhh...2 phone books. And finally, one nice long hallway.
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Hate to say it, but unless they are lead-free primers not a great idea to be shooting them indoors.

A properly designed indoor range will have the ventilation designed to keep you from breathing the residue, not likely to have such airflow in your home.
 
I guess my best story about shots made with disapproval goes to the time my great uncles and great aunt (brothers and sister) from upstate NY came to visit my folks in Ohio. Mom & Dad lived in the country, and Dad routinely shot from the front door at a bird feeder when squirrels came around to raid it. On this day, my daughter and her little friend were in the living room, all the adults were seated around the round table in the kitchen. Dad looks out, sees a squirrel, and quietly says to me, " Go shoot that squirrel." This involves ever so gently pushing the front door open, and carefully and stealthily sticking the muzzle of the Remington 581 just out the door for a clean shot. All the while, the other adults are oblivious to what is about to happen (or so I thought). Meanwhile, the two girls have a CLEAR idea of what is about to happen, and my daughter's little friend is bursting into tears, ever the little animal lover. The two grils are screaming, crying, etc, but I am focused: I have a loaded gun, the squirrel is in my sights, and anything less than an earthquake or a tap on the shoulder goes completely unnoticed as I concentrate on the shot. Pop! I now can let the rest of the world back in, and I find two girls crying, and all the adults laughing and crying. Apparently, my great uncles, long time hunters, knew what was about to happen, but my great aunt, who was looking out the window, sees this squirrel fall, and exclaims, "Look at that! That squirrel just fell out of the tree!", causing my Dad, Mom, and uncles to bust up. I walk in, see the two girls crying, everyone else laughing, and just say "What?"
 
@JustinJ - If I had a choice, I'd put my dogs somewhere else. But the property doesn't have a fence, the landlord doesn't want to put in a fence, and he doesn't want the dogs inside. The key is to spend plenty of time with them to ensure they're comfortable around humans. My dogs also don't happen to get under the hotwire and harass the calves in the surrounding pastures.
 
i hardly laugh at things people type, but this is the best and funniest thread ive seen on here so far. I used to set up a makeshift range in my parents basement before i went in the USMC. I used to shoot a wayne county michigan phonebook with my dad .22. I thought it was thick enough but it wasnt and i caused damage to the walls pretty bad. Now my wife hardly leaves me home alone, so there goes the range idea. I did shoot my pellet gun in the backyard though last year and i decided to try to shoot a bird. My wife is an animal lover and was pissed. She asked what happened and i told her i tried to scare it by shooting the tree itself but my sights were off. Then she went over and picked up the dead bird and threw it at me while she was crying, i guess she was pretty upset. Then told me i better never shoot anything that im not going to eat so i told her i was planning on cooking up the bird to try it, that story didnt fly though. Wives are crazy!!!
 
TCU said

Then she went over and picked up the dead bird and threw it at me while she was crying, i guess she was pretty upset.
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LMAO, that's the funniest thing I've read in a while.

I've done the "crack the window/door" thing quite a few times utilizing either a pellet or paintball gun here in town.
 
My wife was away with the garden club ladies touring some gardens somewhere. I decided to spend a little of my time stalking the elusive gophers that were becoming a yard pest. I had already shot 2 of them with a Browning Buckmark 10" Silhouette model scoped with a Leupold 4x LER. The wife returned earlier than expected and was about to give a little tour of our yard to 4 garden club ladies. They weren't expecting a dirty, sweaty, armed man hiding prone in the flower bed.
 
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They weren't expecting a dirty, sweaty, armed man hiding prone in the flower bed.
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"An offer of a blindfold and a cigarette is traditional."

Just launched coffee out my nose!



I once used a bullet puller to unload some 7.62x51 cartridges, and then had that moment of inspiration/brainfart that says "Hey! I bet a rubber buckshot round would just fit. And with only a primer pushing it, how bad could it be?"

Ever been trapped in a garage with a hypersonic SuperBall?
 
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