When it comes to buying rifles, Thunder Ranch’s Clint Smith isn’t one to look for a bargain. “Any money you saved by buying a cheap rifle you might as well shove it up a hog’s ass,” Mr. Smith opines. The gun guru’s also dead set against rolling your own. “You want to put shit together and take it apart? Buy a Rubik’s cube or one of them puzzles that comes in a box that makes everyone insane.”
Speaking of puzzles, why did Mr. Smith move to Oregon? Especially as . . .
he says he misses The Lone Star State’s attitude towards criminals: “they burn their trash.” I digress, albeit in both Mr. Smith’s style and honor . . .
The main man’s main point: this ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco, this ain’t no fooling around (speaking of Byrne-ing your trash). The antis “are still after all your stuff.” So get good stuff built by someone who knows how to build a rifle. Now. Maybe one of his? I’m not averse to the idea. You?