I never understood people who think they are badasses because they have a gun. Like yeah you went to the gun store and paid someone for a gun, good job?
I keep a pistol in my bedside drawer because I live in an area where a crackhead might decide to break into my house with his own gun. I use it exclusively at the range and I keep it tucked away, not on my person, 100% of the time.
this is true, but having one is definitely going to be more useful than not. At the very least you have some sense of self defense, at a ranged distance.
My point is, worrying about something prematurely is better than worrying about something after it’s too late. You wanna know why the internet explodes once a year because of cloudflare? People not worrying about things until after they implement them.
Hi someone from the rest of the world here. With no context this just looks like a corny family photo and I don’t see a reason to be so hateful over it.
I burst out of my white T as I mow down a deer with my full automatic hunting rifle, an American eagle shrieks out of nowhere as I rip the deer to pieces and take a raw bite of flesh, I salute the flag and a tear crawls down my cheek. God bless America!
I’ve shot guns quite a few times. It doesn’t really make me feel powerful or give me an adrenaline rush. I’m actually fairly calm, which is how you should feel. The goal shouldn’t be to feel a rush, but to practice a skill.
I have no issue with sport shooting or practicing at the range to improve at something, but the people who just own guns to say they own them are crazy. I think there should be a requirement to owning a firearm to have some level of competency with it so you don’t do harm if you end up using it. You should also be required to store it safely, or at least have a place to store it safely and knowledge on how to do that.
When I was young, I used to hang out in a downtown “cruising” area. I was one of the people who parked and hung out by their car, other people would slowly drive their cars around. Lots of cool cars to see, some of them driven by guys who thought they were oh so cool badasses. Those guys, we’d yell “HEY!” and then when they turned to look, “NICE TIRES!” The subtext there being that they just went to the tire store and bought tires like anyone else could.
I had to literally flee from those guys more than once, and it was so funny.
Edit: And the car I still remember was some early 70s full size Chevy 4-door beater with a Rochester Quadrajet bolted to the outside of the hood.
I never understood people who think they are badasses because they have a gun. Like yeah you went to the gun store and paid someone for a gun, good job?
The entire rest of the world looks at this picture and goes “Oo look, a bunch of pathetic cowards!”
Rest of the world being everyone except this weird sub-cult. Even most gun owning Americans think this is cringe AF.
I own quite a few guns and only see a bunch of loser clowns in this photo.
If you own a gun and you’re not a hunter, farmer, or sportsman, you’re a fuckin coward
There ya go
I keep a pistol in my bedside drawer because I live in an area where a crackhead might decide to break into my house with his own gun. I use it exclusively at the range and I keep it tucked away, not on my person, 100% of the time.
Tell me, in your own words, how I’m a coward.
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My neighbor got robbed at gunpoint a few years back, in his apartment.
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gun doesn’t do much to help you from a robbery if you buy it after the fact.
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this is true, but having one is definitely going to be more useful than not. At the very least you have some sense of self defense, at a ranged distance.
My point is, worrying about something prematurely is better than worrying about something after it’s too late. You wanna know why the internet explodes once a year because of cloudflare? People not worrying about things until after they implement them.
Hi someone from the rest of the world here. With no context this just looks like a corny family photo and I don’t see a reason to be so hateful over it.
Ok but try holding a gun and be amazed at the testosterone fueled rush that fills your god given red blooodded aaaamerican veinzzz OH YEAH!!
:: puts gun down:: :: hands are visibly shaking:: :: sweating profusely ::
Whoa that was a trip . . How am I gonna go back to cocaine after that?
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I burst out of my white T as I mow down a deer with my full automatic hunting rifle, an American eagle shrieks out of nowhere as I rip the deer to pieces and take a raw bite of flesh, I salute the flag and a tear crawls down my cheek. God bless America!
Make sure you hit the deer in the stomach or intestines to purify the meat
I’ve shot guns quite a few times. It doesn’t really make me feel powerful or give me an adrenaline rush. I’m actually fairly calm, which is how you should feel. The goal shouldn’t be to feel a rush, but to practice a skill.
I have no issue with sport shooting or practicing at the range to improve at something, but the people who just own guns to say they own them are crazy. I think there should be a requirement to owning a firearm to have some level of competency with it so you don’t do harm if you end up using it. You should also be required to store it safely, or at least have a place to store it safely and knowledge on how to do that.
Slightly tangential story.
When I was young, I used to hang out in a downtown “cruising” area. I was one of the people who parked and hung out by their car, other people would slowly drive their cars around. Lots of cool cars to see, some of them driven by guys who thought they were oh so cool badasses. Those guys, we’d yell “HEY!” and then when they turned to look, “NICE TIRES!” The subtext there being that they just went to the tire store and bought tires like anyone else could.
I had to literally flee from those guys more than once, and it was so funny.
Edit: And the car I still remember was some early 70s full size Chevy 4-door beater with a Rochester Quadrajet bolted to the outside of the hood.