Worldwide Beekeeping
General Discussion => Any and Every Thing => Topic started by: rober on January 07, 2018, 06:06:15 pm
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this is a rant. I have some really nice old air rifles & pistols. I have a Benjamin .22 pumper that I traded a royal yo-yo & a cub scout knife for when I was 9 years old. the Benjamin plant was in st louis at the time & when I needed new seals a friend of mines dad took us there to drop it off. I got to tour the plant & at 10 years old I was in awe. anyway I have some near mint benjamins, sheridans, & crosmans that none my kids or grandkids are interested in. I guess i'll start selling them off since they are mostly just collecting dust.
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Wait! You may need those guns to fight off the aliens invading your bee yard!
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naw, i'll be keeping s couple & I also have a nifty keen rat gun. ;D
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Ahhh... Airguns.. the fond memories...
The fondest of which was... the neighbor girl holding me down and kissing me.. She was like fifteen, i was ten or eleven... so i shot her in the behind when she let me up... Yeah, Dad broke the bb gun in eight pieces and I had to stand up beside my desk for two days because of the welts....
I still kind of consider it all worth it for that kiss... If only i could go back, knowing what I know now...........................