Last week’s contest winner was Rebecca. This week’s champ will win a box of IMI Systems 9mm ammunition. Just enter the best caption for the photo above by Sunday midnight to be eligible.
Last week’s contest winner was Rebecca. This week’s champ will win a box of IMI Systems 9mm ammunition. Just enter the best caption for the photo above by Sunday midnight to be eligible.
Who wants to buy this brand new stock for his Winchester? I calls it a slide fire.
Well, what was The winning entry?
“California is THAT way. Don’t move there if you want to keep your freedom.”
That’s the guy that bump-fired my stock, boys! Right over there!
“And that, gentlemen, is how the NRA gets everyone to hate the NRA…”
Can we get an amen?
Sheriff Matt Garver, frontier magician.
Beware the man with one lawyer, he probably knows how to use it.
Winner !
“You fellas are lookin’ for the saloon? It’s up your ass and to the left.”
Every limbo boy and girl
All around the limbo world
Gonna do the limbo rock
All around the limbo clock
Jack be limbo, Jack be quick
Jack go unda limbo stick
All around the limbo clock
Hey, let’s do the limbo rock
Limbo lower now
Limbo lower now
How low can you go?
Boys, now that I look back, I think he actually enjoyed it.
If that trumpet player hits the wrong note again shoot him, lightly.
“Pay attention to that one, fellas– the one surrounded by all the muscle with guns. She might look like just some little old lady, but her name’s Feinstein and she’s the real pain in the ass.”
Him,he’s the Dude that said y’all were the “Rusty zipper gang”
….and carry a stylish stick
Hogwarts: 1873
Expecto parabellum
Gentlemen, the soon-to-be-banned bumpfire stick.
“You’re wife will love it, and best off all, this one doesn’t take batteries!”
“Luke’s was kinda light blue, mine’s made of hickory.”
When you’re done at the barber’s, the haberdashery is down that way on the right. Don’t forget to shine your boots.
Put the Gatling gun right there!
Don’t you dare put a bump fire stock on that revolver!
“This here fella’s is what you call a concealed carry weapon.”
Let’s play corn hole with this here stick of unstable dynamite.
Apparently, three (3) isn’t more gun-slingers than you could shake a stick at.
Over thata way gents we’ll catch up to the stagecoach and grab every last one of those bumpfire stocks that turn your six shooters into gatling guns.
“with a hey nonny nonny, and a hot cha cha!”
“dig your well right here, boys. this rod never lies.”
“so that’s all that’s left after you broke it off in his ass? i’ll lend you a cue.”
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a poor cowboy, all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay.
“No, No, No. You hit the dinner bell so that the ricochet hits the anvil in front of the blacksmith shop, then careens up to the bell tower in the church, hits the bell which sends it over to the horse trough in front of the saloon where it makes a splash. See? Nothing to it!”
Speak softly and carry a Big Stick…er, .50 Colt! Yeah, big Colt! That’s the ticket.
Ho! Ha ha! Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin! Ha! Thrust!
That boys, is what happens when you betray gun owners.
Remember guys, we get to play with 6 guns this week, but next week we are Chicago gangsters and get to play with Tommyguns.
This thing’s equipped with a bump fire stock – watch! Oops! Damn!!! Never mind.
Yea the d bag turning in his guns is over there.
Do you think they will notice my holster is empty?
I tell you it is going to be the best thing since modified cordite!
Hi fellers, it’s a new thing I’m tryin. I walk softly and carry a big stick. It’ll catch on some day.
Never bring a stick to a gunfight.
Three cowpoke, one Ramrod
“They told me it would be a slippery slope to give up gun accessories, and I had no idea how right they were. See now, even my Louisville Slugger is on a diet!”
Don’t worry fellas….it’s just Joe Biden firing warning shots again.
“Now here, watch this. In Texas we toss the stake not the horseshoe.”
Forget gun control, when i’m done everyone is gonna want cane control.
Nonlethal weapons training class
“Cut, CUT! For the last time: Canes out front, rack, tap, Pas de bourrée, step and bump, tip-yer-hat! Ready? Five, six, seven, eight…”
OK, I know it’s late but
“Hey guys, the catering truck is over there”
“Bet I can toss this into my saddle bags from here”
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