45/30-06OKIE
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I say this trying to add some humor to the situation, maybe lay off the coffee and red bull before bed? That's a very odd dream indeed, I'd like to know if you ever figure out what caused that...
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Appalachiannative
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actually my sleep aid for many years has been booze. On this night I went to bed sober for the sake of my health. But in my anxiety over not having my night cap I smoked many cigarettes. I've heard of people having vivid dreams from going to bed wearing a nicotine patch so I blame nicotine. Odd that the men where in white cover all's too I mean as far as I know I'm not afraid of painting contractors
45/30-06OKIE
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Huh, Very odd indeed.
I think that is good caution for everyone to follow.
Even if one never has nightmares or wild imagination, it can happen at any time.
I never have a gun under the pillow or in arms reach.
What if the wife or kid is up at night and you are half asleep and take them as a prowler?
Bet it has happened.
DustyGmt
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Not really funny but as a couple other guys here have mentioned some funky sleep paralysis type incidents involving guns, I too have decided quite a while back not to sleep with a racked and ready firearm next to my bed and have made the gun easily accessible (if I'm conscious) and not so (when I'm alseep).
Like the other guy said about punching the wife in his sleep, I did a similar thing and she wasn't happy about it and says she sees me fighting and struggling from time to time in my sleep.....
I don't know what that's called, sleep paralysis or something, but it sure is weird.
Like the other guy said about punching the wife in his sleep, I did a similar thing and she wasn't happy about it and says she sees me fighting and struggling from time to time in my sleep.....
I don't know what that's called, sleep paralysis or something, but it sure is weird.
.308 Norma
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Yeppers, I quit having a "bedside gun" while our kids (two daughters) were home from the time our oldest daughter was about 5, until our youngest daughter left. Our oldest daughter has (or had anyway) a tendency to sleepwalk, and one night about 3 in the morning, my wife and I woke up to the sound of someone obviously trying to break the chain on the front door. Sure enough, it was our 5-year-old daughter. She had unlocked the door, but in her sleep, didn't know how to get the chain off it.
It still scares me when I remember how I pointed my revolver down the hall, directly at my daughter - because I was expecting that chain to break as an intruder came in the front door.
I've gone back to having a gun (a 1911) on the nightstand now though. But shoot, our youngest grandson is 21 now, and doesn't even live with his own mom (our daughter) anymore, and I don't sleep soundly enough these days to not wake up every time my wife gets out of bed during the night. Besides, my wife has her own "bedside gun" - a youth model 20 gauge standing in the corner.
Howland937
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My brother recently built a wooden target stand for attaching paper targets. Made from scrap 2x6's, about 4' long and 2' tall. Almost too heavy to bother with. He put some of those spring clips like you use for sealing a bag of chips on it. Said in case someone forgets their stapler.
I mention how tiresome it'll be replacing them every time one gets shot, but he's so proud of his build he insists "someone would about have to shoot them on purpose"
His 4th shot from a short barreled Kimber .45 disintegrates one. He kinda mutters some cuss words under his breath...I laughed so hard I struggled, but managed to shoot the other 3 off.
I mention how tiresome it'll be replacing them every time one gets shot, but he's so proud of his build he insists "someone would about have to shoot them on purpose"
His 4th shot from a short barreled Kimber .45 disintegrates one. He kinda mutters some cuss words under his breath...I laughed so hard I struggled, but managed to shoot the other 3 off.
Appalachiannative
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I once witnessed my father trying to construct a target stand by attaching sharpened pieces of 1x2 to a piece of thick cardboard one on each bottom corner. For some reason he had used a staple gun to attach the targets to the cardboard but then attempted to use a hammer and nails to attach the stakes to the bottom while standing the whole thing upright. I still remember him taking slow practice swings with that hammer to line himself up, it looked like he had it perfect, heck he'd always been a carpenter. On the first real swing he missed completely and snapped the little piece of wood clean in two
Appalachiannative
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Wait now that I think of it he snapped the leg of the stand trying to drive it into the ground. That's what made no sense. The fact that he built the thing then tried to drive it in rather than just driving the stakes in first then attaching the cardboard
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Wife and I recently got our Licenses to Carry, then went gun shopping. I wanted her to start with a .22 single action, so when a nearby gun store advertised a Ruger Single Six, we went to check it out. In the course of looking at their .22 SAs, the salesman pulled out one of those 16” Heritage buntline revolvers. Hahahaha!
My wife asked him, “When you pull the trigger, does a flag pop out that says BANG?” Then the woman standing behind us said to her husband, “Oh, look! That's what you bought!” Hahaha! The dude explained that he bought it to amuse his fellow club members. Uh huh.
My wife asked him, “When you pull the trigger, does a flag pop out that says BANG?” Then the woman standing behind us said to her husband, “Oh, look! That's what you bought!” Hahaha! The dude explained that he bought it to amuse his fellow club members. Uh huh.
My BIL is a very avid deer hunter and for many years could not even sleep the night before opening day.
Think ultra excitable.
He is also very recoil sensitive ( think 44 and 30-30 making him flinch while anticipating the shot)
His firearm of choice at the time was a 30-30 lever gun.
One year, he saw the biggest buck of his life less than 50 yards away.
He pulled up on the monster and ejected all his ammo onto the ground without pulling the trigger. Now. That's excitement.
The buck walked away. The fact that he told me this had me recount this story for years.
The following year, he once again saw a really big buck. Thus time, he pulled the trigger but fired all 7 shots from the hip into the dirt a few yards in front of him.
Yes, he told me that story as well.
He gave up on the 30-30 as the recoil was too much.
He got a .44 and had the same result. Too much recoil. To this day, he uses a .357 mag rifle but does quite well..
We are both in our 70s now and his story changes a bit over time but we still chuckle when he tells it. Usually over jerky and a beer.
Think ultra excitable.
He is also very recoil sensitive ( think 44 and 30-30 making him flinch while anticipating the shot)
His firearm of choice at the time was a 30-30 lever gun.
One year, he saw the biggest buck of his life less than 50 yards away.
He pulled up on the monster and ejected all his ammo onto the ground without pulling the trigger. Now. That's excitement.
The buck walked away. The fact that he told me this had me recount this story for years.
The following year, he once again saw a really big buck. Thus time, he pulled the trigger but fired all 7 shots from the hip into the dirt a few yards in front of him.
Yes, he told me that story as well.
He gave up on the 30-30 as the recoil was too much.
He got a .44 and had the same result. Too much recoil. To this day, he uses a .357 mag rifle but does quite well..
We are both in our 70s now and his story changes a bit over time but we still chuckle when he tells it. Usually over jerky and a beer.
gyp_c2
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We set up a long 2x12 with beer cans along the length as targets. My SOF buddy steps up and shoots the first two with his Python and walks away smiling. I step up and shoot the next two with my model 66 and walk away smiling. Our last shooter steps up and takes one shot with his rattle trap 1911 and the last six go down at once!
He shot the 2x12.
We were on the ground rolling.
He shot the 2x12.
We were on the ground rolling.
C.R.
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Brother in law and I both bought 30/30s way back when Marlin 336 we went out deer hunting and he saw a nice buck and took a shot , nothing happened , he emptied the magazine ,and after the buck sauntered off none the worse for wear , He realized that the safety was on so that is why gun no go boom ! he got rid of it right afterward .I still have my Marlin ,never had that problem with mine LOL
gyp_c2 story reminded me of when I took my son to a local bowling pin league with me, the way it was setup they put 5 pins on a 2x12 and you get 6 shots at 30 yards to knock them off. you get 1 point for each pin and 2 points for having one round left. He decided to shoot my SIG in 4sw. he gets up to the line and proceeds to put 1 round in the 2x12 instantly knocking all pins off. He looks to the RO and says guess that means I get 15 points. 5 for all pins and 2 for each of the 5 left in my gun.
Vern Humphrey
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A friend of mine got an old .30-30 at a pawn shop (there was no money in Arkansas in those days). A buck jumper up while he was smoking, and he put his cigarette in his shirt pocket and started banging away. The buck got away, but JD's shirt caught fire.
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Where I'm from we call that "buck fever".
I used to live where a guy could just drive out of town and (presuming prior permission) hunt on thousands of acres of high desert. Four-points were pretty respectable (counted on one side). Stories were told about a six-point that inhabited a certain area but was seldom seen and never harvested. So my buddy and I were driving along a dirt trail one day through wheat fields to our destination when our journey was interrupted by a six-point buck sauntering across our path. Parked the '51 GMC and tracked him down into a steep draw until we saw him standing broadside to us, staring at these two fools following him through the sage. We shot all around him but didn't get one hit. What's weird is that every deer I've ever taken but one went down on my first shot, and my buddy was a pretty respected hunter. It's like this six-point was some kind of untouchable.
More likely buck fever. Still got minor bragging rights just for seeing him. Never admitted before to shooting at him.
A "friend" told his future wife... via instant messenger (in 2000ish...lol) that he had 6 nipples and an 8" barrel... wanna see pics... Without missing a beat she responded "sure... My dad shoots black powder pistols also..." He asked her to marry him right then and there... And she did... 20 years ago this year...
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.308 Norma
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I guess it's true - "Smoking is hazardous to your health."
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.308 Norma
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A woman called the police about rounds landing in her yard from our local range.
When the police arrived, she showed them complete bottle neck rifle cartridge, complete with a bullet, case, unfired primer that she claimed "landed" in her yard.
She was advised that filing a false police report was an arrestable offense.
She was not charged though.
Another guy claimed his house was struck and the police found holes drilled into his wood siding, parallel to the ground.
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Hugger-4641
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I shot the bumper of a truck once in my early 20's. I lived in a little farm house way out in the country on a curvy wooded road.
House had a big loop driveway in front snd another that circled the house and connected with driveway to the barns and tool sheds behind the house. So I get home from work really late one night, ate a quick bite and went to bed. Around 2am , my dog starts raising a fit, so I throw on some jogging pants and step out with my .22 rifle and flash light. A thick fog has rolled in and visiblity is about 50ft. I stepped off the back porch just in time to see a coyote about 30ft from me and he casually slinks around behind one of the sheds, which was also adjacent to a couple very large oak trees. So I walk around the shed and see eye shine low to the ground next to one of the oak trees about 50ft away. There are no other pet animals on the loose so I'm sure it's the coyote. I've got the spot light in left hand and rifle in my right. I fired off a very quick one handed shot and hear "ping" like hitting a steel target, and the "eyeshine" didn't move. As I walked closer, the shape of a small truck appeared out of the fog.
My step dad had been over earlier in the day and left his junky old 1980 Toyota pickup there under the tree for me to fix the brakes, but he and my wife failed to tell me this. The grill was already missing and the passenger fender and corner of the bumper had been smashed in one of his previous drunken mishaps. The "eyeshine" I saw was a little piece of the parking light reflector dangling by a wire. My shot hit the corner of the front bumper just under the "eyeshine" and took off a little bit of chrome and rust.
I told him about it the next day and joked that I was really tempted to empty the mag and put the truck out of its misery.
House had a big loop driveway in front snd another that circled the house and connected with driveway to the barns and tool sheds behind the house. So I get home from work really late one night, ate a quick bite and went to bed. Around 2am , my dog starts raising a fit, so I throw on some jogging pants and step out with my .22 rifle and flash light. A thick fog has rolled in and visiblity is about 50ft. I stepped off the back porch just in time to see a coyote about 30ft from me and he casually slinks around behind one of the sheds, which was also adjacent to a couple very large oak trees. So I walk around the shed and see eye shine low to the ground next to one of the oak trees about 50ft away. There are no other pet animals on the loose so I'm sure it's the coyote. I've got the spot light in left hand and rifle in my right. I fired off a very quick one handed shot and hear "ping" like hitting a steel target, and the "eyeshine" didn't move. As I walked closer, the shape of a small truck appeared out of the fog.
My step dad had been over earlier in the day and left his junky old 1980 Toyota pickup there under the tree for me to fix the brakes, but he and my wife failed to tell me this. The grill was already missing and the passenger fender and corner of the bumper had been smashed in one of his previous drunken mishaps. The "eyeshine" I saw was a little piece of the parking light reflector dangling by a wire. My shot hit the corner of the front bumper just under the "eyeshine" and took off a little bit of chrome and rust.
I told him about it the next day and joked that I was really tempted to empty the mag and put the truck out of its misery.
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DustyGmt
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This is a story, but not a very funny one. It cost our club $30K in legal fees. A woman bought a house on the same road our range is on, not far either, not even a ¼ mile away a few driveways down. Well she must not have liked the noise of the rifle range and the Thurs-Sat trap shoots after a while and she decided to raise a stink with her realtor for not informing her of the gun range that she lived next door to.A woman called the police about rounds landing in her yard from our local range.
When the police arrived, she showed them complete bottle neck rifle cartridge, complete with a bullet, case, unfired primer that she claimed "landed" in her yard.
She was advised that filing a false police report was an arrestable offense.
She was not charged though.
Another guy claimed his house was struck and the police found holes drilled into his wood siding, parallel to the ground.
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Some implant from NY I believe, real pleasant woman, decided to take action against the club, not exactly sure on what grounds but it still nearly wiped out the club's money and made alot of problems for the club. The real facepalm for me is, the name of the road is "Rod and Gun Club Rd." So her address is litterally "Rod and Gun Club Rd." and claimed to not have any knowledge of it when she bought the property.
But even still, I don't know how she even brought a case, a chartered gun club/range such as ours is bound to generate gunfire and noise so I'm gonna find out what she did to rack up such a bill with the lawyers. She and other "neighbors" (all from NY, CT, 2nd and 3rd homeowner types) have banded together to try to have it shut down but now we have a notice posted at the range that's signed official from the VT attorney general or whatever so I think the legal beefs are quashed, like saying that we are an official chartered organization that can operate, etc......
Still every once in a while a neighbor will venture over to harass members and apparently tell them they can't be shooting down there ir theyll press charges, sue, etc.... I'm not sure on what authority these people think they are acting upon, the brass on some people. Smh
epags
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The same ones who move to the country and complain about the smell of horses and cattle.This is a story, but not a very funny one. It cost our club $30K in legal fees. A woman bought a house on the same road our range is on, not far either, not even a ¼ mile away a few driveways down. Well she must not have liked the noise of the rifle range and the Thurs-Sat trap shoots after a while and she decided to raise a stink with her realtor for not informing her of the gun range that she lived next door to.
Some implant from NY I believe, real pleasant woman, decided to take action against the club, not exactly sure on what grounds but it still nearly wiped out the club's money and made alot of problems for the club. The real facepalm for me is, the name of the road is "Rod and Gun Club Rd." So her address is litterally "Rod and Gun Club Rd." and claimed to not have any knowledge of it when she bought the property.
But even still, I don't know how she even brought a case, a chartered gun club/range such as ours is bound to generate gunfire and noise so I'm gonna find out what she did to rack up such a bill with the lawyers. She and other "neighbors" (all from NY, CT, 2nd and 3rd homeowner types) have banded together to try to have it shut down but now we have a notice posted at the range that's signed official from the VT attorney general or whatever so I think the legal beefs are quashed, like saying that we are an official chartered organization that can operate, etc......
Still every once in a while a neighbor will venture over to harass members and apparently tell them they can't be shooting down there ir theyll press charges, sue, etc.... I'm not sure on what authority these people think they are acting upon, the brass on some people. Smh
And their 'friends' who move next to an airport (hard to miss seeing/hearing one) and complain about the noise....which is happening in my neighborhood right now.
jlmwrite
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I was trying to remember any military gun related stories I could tell here, but everything that comes to mind just ain't fit for non-veterans to hear.
Instead, here's one about the time I took my missus to the indoor pistol range to try out her new Glock. I'd rented two lanes. She was already a decent shot, so I just observed and offered up a tip on her stance and grip. I went back to my own lane and amused myself with my venerable Beretta 92FS. When she'd gone thru the only box of 9mm she'd put in her range bag, she started leaning over my shoulder.
Trying to impress her, I began picking off the line of 8 or 10 binder clips on the edge of the target holder at 25 yards. Just as the last one danced off the holder, the 18 year old RSO tapped me on the shoulder and said with very polite exasperation, "SIR, please don't shoot the binder clips". He clearly wasn't impressed with my display of marksmanship.
To this day, anytime I do silly things on the range to impress myself with my marksmanship, she leans in with the exact same intonation and says, "SIR, please don't shoot the binder clips".
Instead, here's one about the time I took my missus to the indoor pistol range to try out her new Glock. I'd rented two lanes. She was already a decent shot, so I just observed and offered up a tip on her stance and grip. I went back to my own lane and amused myself with my venerable Beretta 92FS. When she'd gone thru the only box of 9mm she'd put in her range bag, she started leaning over my shoulder.
Trying to impress her, I began picking off the line of 8 or 10 binder clips on the edge of the target holder at 25 yards. Just as the last one danced off the holder, the 18 year old RSO tapped me on the shoulder and said with very polite exasperation, "SIR, please don't shoot the binder clips". He clearly wasn't impressed with my display of marksmanship.
To this day, anytime I do silly things on the range to impress myself with my marksmanship, she leans in with the exact same intonation and says, "SIR, please don't shoot the binder clips".
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