It's too late for me- save yourself!
It started innocently enuff- just a simple little 22 rifle. Nothing fancy- I could quit any time. Yeah, any time- that's the ticket- any time at all- yeah.
Then I found a different model of the same make. No problem, it's just a 22. A single shot bolt action. And then I found the autos- and the pumps, and the levers. And the ones that load from the front, the ones that load from the rear- and the ones with nylon stocks.
And then I started to get hooked on the hard stuff- the 30-30s, and then the 30-06s, the M-1 Carbines- Winchesters, Brownings, Remingtons- and then the Euro stuff- 8mm, 7 mm. 6.5's- but I could quit any time- yeah- any time.
And then this morning I woke up on the sidewalk. Wrapped up in an old copy of Shotgun News, with cleaning patches sewn together for a blanket, and a benchrest bag for a pillow.
I was first in line for the gun show.
Heard they got some nice shotguns here today.