it was late when you got off the cesssna yesterday. you had just enough time for a sundowner or two and a meal of kudu fillets before dropping off into deep sleep. Now you are awakened by the camp gofer and set on your way by the fire and a big luscious breakfast. Still dark you gather your gear and climb onto the high seat in the back of the cruiser. two trackers are beside you constantly scanning for game. Just to be sure you are ready you pull your rifle from its case. then you feel yourself flying through the hitting the hard ground. Your PH stops the cruiser and accosts the two trackers. Why the hell did you just throw our client out of the truck. they just stand there wide eyed as they explain--- boss he has a blaser

Now, if you would have said a big pot hole, I could have believe you. Or if you indicated a large thorn tree that hooked you and pulled you from the truck, again believable.

So if you have your rifle in a case and you are just thrown out of the truck, it is time for you to drive.

Now where is your sense of pride boy, dust off and get back in the hunt.

I didn't know they still made LSD.

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Originally posted by Biebs:
I didn't know they still made LSD.

The effects of LSD are relatively minor compared to the effects of Blasers!

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The effects of LSD are relatively minor compared to the effects of Blasers!

Great story

Got to love it.

Why do you gentlemen constantly talk about sweaters?

Funny story, could have been Biebs or me....
No tip for you!,,,

Hah! One of the best PHs I ever hunted with carried a Blaser in .416 Rem. Mag.

His trackers would not have done this. They were used to excellent rifles.

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Originally posted by Saeed:

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Originally posted by Biebs:
I didn't know they still made LSD.

The effects of LSD are relatively minor compared to the effects of Blasers!

True neither can cure luddities and old curmudgeons tied to the old world of irrelevant mausers

Mike

This reminds me of that old science fiction movie, BARBARELA.

The space ship crashed on some frozen planet.

The astronauts were a man and a woman.

They made love, by taking a pill, and touching their palms with their arms stretched.

Apparently is was enjoyable, by the looks of them.

The man went to look for something far from the space ship.

Then a man of that planet - wearing animal skins to keep him warm.

He arrives at the space ship, goes inside and see this gorgeous looking woman.

He rips her clothes off and proceeds to have his way with her.

When he had finished, she lay there panting, and said "I much prefer that way!"

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The effects of LSD are relatively minor compared to the effects of Blasers!

Funny, I was given a R93 super luxus by a client. I’ve tried hard to like it, just because it’s pretty I guess. Unfortunately, it doesn’t draw much blood.

When someone starts screaming "I HAVE A BLASER! I HAVE A BLASER"

Reminds of a queer screaming "I AM COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET! I AM COMING OUT OF THE CLOSET!"

Who the hell cares?