So I was in need to buy steel shot, high brass number 4’s for an upcoming pheasant hunt and so I go into the local gun shop to look for same this Saturday past and the place is just fucking brimming with what appears to be goddamned doomer survivalists. Young, old, female, male, gay, straight, cat people, dog people, old Coke, new Coke people – you name it and they’re in a gun buying mood – pistols mostly. Yours truly was just looking for a run of the mill shot gun shell with steel shot so I can go out and chase ditch parrots with my trusty hunting pal that walks on all fours and who can smell feathered creatures far better than I – they did not have said shotgun shells in stock.
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