I was taken aback when Mr. Fancy Schmancy shouted "A pox on both your houses!" as I was unaware that he knew of my summer home. Founding member of the Hogtown Irregulars, and former indentured short order cook still on the run. Professional Zamboni racer and bronze medal recipient in the 2010 All-Miami Outdoor Zamboni Championships.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Stepping Up In Caliber
Well, its been a while since I've blubbered about packing a bigger gun, but since my forays into the wet and wild prairies of Florida I do believe that a reasonably concealable Ruger Alaskan would serve well for fending off gators. Not that a hotly stoked .40 or nuked up .357 is anything to sneeze at, but the locals have been telling me that springtime is for gators to awaken and fatten themselves up, and I'd rather not be on the menu.
Even a snubby .44 mag outguns the hottest of 10mm's, so I'll be having a look at what one of the Slaughter brothers has been wanting to sell off.
Might come in handy for the Hog hunt too.
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