henlo

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brotha goated with the gun knowledge

lead poisoning

what in tarnations

Own a lever action for personal defense, since that's what John Wayne intended. Four up-to-no-good yellerbellies break into my house. "What in tarnation?!" I cry, as I grab my hat and black powder Henry rifle. Blow a quarter sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. I draw my Colt .45 revolver on the second man, but it doesn’t fire immediately since black powder burns slow. I toss it aside and it shoots through the saloon’s wall, hitting the neighbor’s livestock. I have to resort to my sawed off 12 gauge shotgun loaded with rusty nails and booze. "GIT‘ER DUN!" The nails shred two men in the blast and the booze would have permanently blinded them had they survived the shot. The sound and extra shrapnel scare the hell out of the remaining livestock. I pull out the .50 caliber derringer in my boot and shoot the last man. He bleeds out waiting on the Texas Rangers to arrive since they all ride horses. Just as Sergio Leone intended.