posted on Oct, 25 2011 @ 08:49 AM
reply to post by InnerTruths
Zombies don't stand a damn chance in my neck of the woods. Thanks for the kind words & support. My dad taught me about firearms at a very early age.
Around 7 I shot my first shotgun. On my 8th B-day , he bought me a 410 gauge shotgun. It's still sits in my closet.
He taught me all the do's & don'ts when it came to gun use. Then I became an adult and took all that was taught to me and handed it off to my son &
daughter. Somewhere in there I became a " gun nut". I own several. well more than several, I look at it as an investment, and investment in firearms
is no different than anything else you buy , hold onto, and hope it goes up in value.
But the truth is i don't sell any of them. There's 9 shotguns, 11 rifles of various calibers, and 21 pistols , 11 revolvers 11 semi=autos. I'm
pretty set with firearms & ammo. So bring on the Zombies!! My situation and how I handled it, was a 40 second blur in my life. I refuse to let it
define the father, husband the man I am. Prudent action to protect life & family, is just that Prudent decision. It could save your life.
The home we live in now. No one can get to my door, if I don't want them too. Gated drive, fenced yard, Pebbles & Bam- Bam may eat your arse if you
scale the fence. And Pebbles & Bam - Bam are all about eating some arse!! Pebbles & Bam-Bam are my American Pitbull Terriers.
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