A friend gave me his old, rusting, neglected barn gun today, a Remington 870. It was a mess but the bore was clean enough, so I took the beast home and applied Hoppe's and a bore brush.
Filthy Gopping Mess
You should've seen the rust liquefy off, what a nasty, minging, filthy mess. But what a good result in the end, a clean gun, ready to shoot and do battle against the avian adversary and their clay simulacra.
A Clean Gun Is A Happy Gun
That in mind, say a prayer for the repose of the soul of Ronnie Storrs, it was his gun and he wasn't above using it on people who made the foolish mistake of messing about on his land unannounced. Well, may he rest in peace and may his 870 find a place in the Compound's armory.
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Have a blessed Feast of All Souls and as always,
Gun Rights.
LSP
