You left out the part about pouring pig's blood into their wounds and telling them that the 72 virgins would all look like Janet Reno.
Now that they've got your guns registered, they know exactly where to come and pick them up when they're ready, though, don't they? That and the cold makes me glad my grandfather sought his fortune by leaving Novia Scotia and moving further south, but it's good to know there are folks like you still up there.
Thanks. I wish my Grandfather had. There are many of us here, and we're with you.