OK, I am a piece of plywood.
At least, that is the impression I get based on the novostuff wearing off and the increasing amounts of codeine in my bloodstream. Coherence? fuck coherence.
Anyway,. now as I’m verguckled, I’m gonna go handle firearms. Loed ’em ain the truck, annyway.
here’s what I got.
K31
SKS
Arisaka
Cugir
Remington
Winchester
I also have the 380, and the Ruger MKII. I will bring the Colt Cattleman but I can’t find any ammo, so if you want to shoot it, bring some 45 long colt. Factory, please. I’m not gonna risk my gun on someone else’s handloads.
I will have some targets, and some earplugs, and a couple extra shoting glasses. And ammo, lots of that.
Since i didn’t get hardly any responses about food I’m not bringinany. Fend for yourselves. I may buy some $4 sammiches at Subway and sell’em for $40 onsite. It’s the least i can do. No! Bring your own sammich. And it’s gonna be hotter than Fat Bastard’s jock, so bring some water and stuff. I’ll have a couple bottles.
Somebunny else is in charge of pichers. Bring a camera.
Oh, here’s the website for Klas for all you pussies that won’t be blowing stuff up.
and here’s the website for Buffalo Range in Ottawa.

Apparently the dentist survived?
I always liked trying to drink fluids after a visit – might as well have poured it on my chest in the first place.