That's a lotta guns, nut...

Been noticing the want list.


"If you got all the 1911s on the list, how many would that be, T-Bolt?"

Well....

The Ciener, the Springfield rebuild, the T-bolt 001, 002, the Hardcore, the TCM, the CMP, the Custom...  8?

Yikes.

"How many revolvers?" 

Two 640s, a 617, a 686...  4?

Any other pistols?

Well, of course.

"Rifles?"

Bout as many as revolvers.  Oh, you mean .22s, too?

"Shotguns?"

Bout as many as revolvers?

"So, a score or coupla dozen firearms?"

Sure!  Let's say that.

"You are a gun nut, now, aren't you?"

Not really?...

Maybe I should sell some.  In my defense, I don't HAVE some of those.  Tbolt 002 is just a frame!  The TCM is just a notion.  One shottie is a parts gun.  But.  I didn't count any of the guns I have buried in special containers on land near Bedford listed in tax records as belonging to a Mr. Josephus Donnerbolzen.  Or inside gunsafes in the elaborate bunker system carved into the Pennsylvanian hillsides, there.

At the bottom of every 5 gallon bucket of rice is a loaded Keltec .380 or Ruger Elsie Pea in a sammich baggie.