Go to a VA Hospital....safest place on the planet according to all the hats.Last time I was at the gun counter at Gander Mountain there were 4 salespeople and 2 were snipers 1 was a SEAL, one young kid was a ninja. What are the odds?
Go to a VA Hospital....safest place on the planet according to all the hats.Last time I was at the gun counter at Gander Mountain there were 4 salespeople and 2 were snipers 1 was a SEAL, one young kid was a ninja. What are the odds?
And no one can rightfully tell that kiddo he isn't. Grown men need to accept what they are and what they are not. I'm not a seal or a sniper and I judge people who blatantly tell me they are.Last time I was at the gun counter at Gander Mountain there were 4 salespeople and 2 were snipers 1 was a SEAL, one young kid was a ninja. What are the odds?
LMAO--I will be telling that as my own for years!!!...LOLLast time I was at the gun counter at Gander Mountain there were 4 salespeople and 2 were snipers 1 was a SEAL, one young kid was a ninja. What are the odds?
You're in Minnesota, eh?Well I had a governor that claimed to be a seal, then a senator that hid under his desk and claimed they were after him on 9-11. I'm making popcorn, not corn pop.
Robert Caro's bio on LBJ - The Path to Power - The early years, is astounding.To me the most egregious example of stolen valor was from Lyndon B. Johnson. He received a Silver Star for taking a short airplane ride on a bomber during WWII. His plane did not complete the mission because a generator on one engine went out and the plane had to return to base. He had "bummed" a ride as a Texas reservist to enhance his political ambitions. Not only did he not "earn" the Silver Star, but he added insult to injury by wearing a minature version on his lapel while serving as President. He was my Commander-in Chief while I was in the Army. No, I was not a scout sniper, Navy seal, ranger, or Silver Star recipient. I was a personnel officer at Ft. Campbell, Ky. If you don't believe this story about the scumbag Johnson….look it up.
In the early 80s I used to go into a small LGS. On entering the store the owner, Bill, would ask "Sir, can I sell you something expensive?" I'd tell him I was just looking around and then he'd start to pull guns out from the counter. "Look at this one, try this trigger, this just came in!" He was more into showing off his stock then sell me once he knew I was browsing. He used to say that a person shouldn't buy a pistol if he couldn't hit a man sized target out to 50 yards one handed. He was also a sniper in Viet Nam.
He told the story of having to take out a high ranking NVA propaganda officer. He and his spotter set up on a hill overlooking the village where the officer was going to be. Bill said he fired 3 rounds so fast all three bullets were in the air at the same time, one right after the other. First round hit center mass, the second hit the shoulder of the NVA next to him because he started to turn as the first one was hit. The last round missed or clipped the third NVA as he went to the floor on seeing the others hit.
Right about then Bill and his spotter got lit up by the VC. Bill and spotter ran down the other side of the hill and across a rice paddy. He said he could see a swarm of VC after them shooting as they ran. Bill and his spotter finally got a across and over another small hill where a chopper picked them up. True story.