Enough
Enough to worry the local FBI.
Enough to start my own militia.
Enough that I can't remember them all.
Enough that my wife can't tell when I bring another one home.
Enough that I can't pack them all in the vehicle.
Enough that if I shot them all it would tell more than 24 hours straight to clean them all. (I've done this)
Enough that if the local law enforcement agency knew they would probably try to charge me with something.
Enough to be considered obsessive compulsive.
Enough that I SHOULD be happy with all that I have yet have this burning desire for more!
Enough that if SHTF anyone that knows me well will be at my house.
Enough to make the local SWAT team look like underfunded airsoft freaks.
Enough that some consider me crazy.
Enough that my tax man shakes his head again each year when I try to come up with new inventive ways to write them off.
Enough to make my grandfather proud.
Enough that my house should be zoned as an Armory.
Enough that I resemble some radical rightwing extremist who's clings to his guns and religion. (oh wait I am
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Enough that I do not want any one from the Gov't to know who I am.