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You Might Be A Gun Nut IF...

(Part III)

you can spot spent brass at 50 paces....
you pick up brass in calibers you don't shoot, just in case, ...
your e-mail address ends in @KaBoom.org ....
you had to have a ammo depot built in your back yard just to hold your extras ....
you replaced your wife's walk in closet w/a walk in gun safe ...
your Laz-E-Boy doubles as your handgun safe ...
your lottery picks are all calibers, like 3-5-7-22-38-44.
everytime you decide to sell leftover parts from your Garand restoration projects, prices at the GunShow and even at the DCM are affected.
years ago, when someone said they were going to listen to some 45's, my first thought was that they were going to the pistol range......
you're a gun nut if you bought 5000 5.56 bullet heads because you are afraid that the ban will go through and you'll have to shoot softpoints through your AR.
your a gun nut if the smell of 30 year old cosmoline atteracts you like perfume.
there's so many gun cases under the bed that the springs no longer sag.
you shout out gun names makes and calibers during every movie you go and see.
every time you see a structure you wonder what kind of penetration your favorite round will have on it.
you keep leaving home with the empty gun case, while telling your wife that you are taking that one gun to be fixed, and returning with a full gun case.
when someone talks about 12 guage steel, you wonder if it has anything in common with the term reguarding shotguns.
when you keep bragging about enough guns to take over a small third world country.
all your shirts say things like HK, Colt Mossberg, and all your hats have names of ammunition manufacturers.
you'd trade in your car for a Beta C-Mag.
you keep quoting jeff cooper , while at work, especially if you are a priest.
your pistol permit reads like a shopping list.
you get blisters on your fingers from loading magazines.
your legacy to the world will be the unbelievable ".17-50BMG-(insert your name here)-Improved!"
you've ever gotten naked from the waist down at the reloading/cleaning bench because of a tipped bottle of #9!
you've ever shot offhand through a thunderstorm while standing in water...because the other 150 members of your relay kept going until the targets washed out.
when you get ready for bed, you're still picking grains of H335 out of your hair, toothbrush, underwear...
you've ever bragged about the size of the groups your semi-auto throws with its empty brass.
you notice that every time you look at a digital clock it reads 1:17, 2:19, 2:20, 2:22, 2:23, 2:43, 2:57, 3:03, 3:08, 3:57, 4:04, 4:16, 4:44, 4:58, 5:56 or any of about fifty-odd calibres you instantly recognize. (This one is sort of a trick... :) )
the fact that you happened to look at the clock at of one of these times means it's SHOOTIN' TIME! :)
in order to fully put your trust in the riot shotgun you bought to lean behind the door you feel you have to put it through it's paces by taking it duck hunting. AND, you destroyed your wife's favorite mop-handle to make a plug for the magazine!
after realizing that you DO own one of every calibre, you find that you should have at least TWO of each so that they can "share ammo." This explains how you consider your Anschutz 2013 and your Mitchell AK-22 to be "Companion Guns." And your Churchill side-by-side .410 with the fancy English walnut stock to be a companion to your "Thunder 5" revolver! An your Barret .50 BMG to be the companion to your Desert Eagle .50AE...(You really do have an explanation, right?) :)
when your birthday roles around, your significant other (in my case that'd be my girlfriend) calls your gunsmith to find out what to get you & where to get it.
you might be a gun nut if _you_ call your local store to tell _them_ where they can get a hard-to-find item, and then they piggyback their small order onto your larger one. (Don't ask me how I know this. Please. :)
Federal sends you Christmas cards and the wife Flowers on your Anniversiary, you might be a gunnut.
Sierra goes on double shifts when you place your order, you might be a gunnut.
when in church, after the collection plate is passed, the usher has to pick out .22 shells you had mixed in with your change, you might be a gunnut.
your primary cubicle decoration at work is your best target groups, you might be a gunnut. (Hey I can relate to this one!)
you've removed your HOOTERS calendar and replaced it with a Remington, you might be a gunnut.
your Fajen stock displaced a spotted owl from it's home, you might be a gunnut.
you go to a gun show and contemplate buying a particular gun for a half an hour before you remember you already have that one....
you buy a gun that is a duplicate of one you already have because the original one might break someday....
you have more .50 cal ammo cans than the U.S. government....
you have to run out to the range this weekend to shoot up some ammo because you need some brass to reload...
you ever bought two brands of the same weight and type of bullet, just to see if one "shot better"...
you ever had to explain " its not the SAME gun, its a different VARIANT"...
you read the sports section, just for the gun ads...
you have ever had your local store call your house and ask " We are doing a stock order, did you need anything??" (actually happened to me!)
you have an inverted milk jug mounted on your reloader because you need the extra powder capacity, you might be a gun nut.
you're cleaning out your car because you're about to sell it, and find a case of .38 Special you bought a year and a half ago and forgot about, you might just be a gun nut.
you not only buy ammo for a gun you don't have, but might get some day, and buy reloading dies for it also, you might just be a gun nut.
you buy high cap mags for a gun you have not bought yet?
a friend knows you reload and gives you a set of dies of a caliber you do not already have...so you go out and buy a gun so you can use the FREE dies.
one time I was out in the woods and came across an area where someone had been shooting a 10mm and left his/her brass laying around. I picked it all up and stuck it in my pocket thinking someday I might get a gun that shoots 10mm and I would need the brass to reload for it.
your range time seems a lot like the male equivalent of tupperware parties and you end up wanting to buy another gun