My dad owns guns, He's responsible enough that in my lifetime i only saw it 3 times. Ok that's an exageration but the things is, i only get a glimpes of his guns when he would take them out and put them in his locked cabinet.
I only had one chance to carry them, and boy they we're heavy (lady hands, remember?) I couldnt even make the movable things move.
Anyway. im still scared of them but they are cute lying side by side. Like good friends on a camp out.
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