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............................................My Gun............................................

Today I swung my front door wide open and placed my Remington 870 right
in the doorway. I gave it 6 shells, then left it alone and went about
my business.

While I was gone, the mailman delivered my mail, the neighbor boy across
the street mowed the yard, a girl walked her dog down the street, and quite
a few cars stopped at the stop sign near the front of our house.

After about an hour, I checked on the gun. It was still sitting there, right
where I had left it. It hadn't moved itself outside. It certainly hadn't killed
anyone, even with the numerous opportunities it had been presented to
do so.

In fact, it hadn't even loaded itself. Well you can imagine my surprise, with
all the media hype about how dangerous guns are and how they kill people.

Either the media is wrong or I am in possession of the
laziest gun in the world!

Well, I'm off to check on my spoons. I hear they're making people fat.
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