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Thanks to the wise guys at Italian Gun Grease, we have another prize for this weekend’s winner. The IGG capos have provided us with a great sampler pack of their lubricants and cleaners including Copper Eliminator, Carbon Eliminator, Hunting Lube and Protectant, Tactical Lube and Protectant, a True Grease syringe and some Clearview for your eye protection and optics. We’ll announce the winner here on Monday. But fair warning: anyone posting an egregiously lame entry could find himself sleeping with the fishes.

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  1. Teacher says for all us kids to bring our guns to school for show and tell. After, we get to spend the afternoon shooting in the high school basement. I sure hope the 60s never change!

  2. The crickets and the rust-beetles scuttled among the nettles of the sage thicket. “VĂ¡monos, amigos,” he whispered, and threw the busted leather flint craw over the loose weave of the saddlecock. And they rode on in the friscalating dusk light.

  3. ‘Pa said a nickle to the one that gets the most gophers. I wonder how much for the milkman that makes ‘Ma yell when he’s visitin’.

  4. Once thought lost, this photo of a young Michael Bloomberg was taken the day before his brother lost an eye. Michael, sans his Red Ryder, were sent to New York to live with his crazy uncle.

  5. Good to the last pop.

    Little Leon & Sheldon test the Big Bang Theory.

    S&W: The ultimate driving machine.

    Out here . . . nothing runs like a Steyr.

  6. We are Elmer and Delmer Fudd, WE are Millionaires. We own mansions and yatchets, and hunts wabbits aaall day!

  7. I remember this picture. It’s a freeze frame from that highly accurate historical movie Pearl Harbor. The smaller kid is about to say “Get your hands off me you German!” Or something like that.

  8. My Brother and I are real Americans who believe in the 2nd Amendment, but also support Universal background checks and an Assault Weapons ban.

    Brought to you by MAIG and Michael Bloomberg

  9. When I was young, I tried to teach Billy Clinton how to shoot. I told him to always know what’s behind your target.
    He said, “You mean like in the background? Check the background?”

    And that, my friends, is how he claims my support on background checks.

  10. Boys [cough!] I’m done fer; it’s up to you now. If’n they come back fer the rest o’ the truck, blast ’em to Kingdom Come!

  11. Shirtless Billy now realises that being the younger, he will be forever second in line for the good stuff as he admires his brother Bobby’s new Wnchester while he holds the old Marlin with the cracked stock.


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