Today I swung my front door wide open and placed my Remington 870 shotgun right in the doorway. I gave it 6 shells, and noticing that it had no legs, even placed it in my wheelchair to help it get around. I 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 right in front of our house.
After about an hour, I checked on the gun. It was still sitting there in the wheelchair, right where I had left it. It hadn’t rolled 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, and it’s the misuse of guns by PEOPLE that kills people, or I’m in possession of the laziest gun in the world.
Alright, well I’m off to check on my spoons. I hear they’re making people fat.
Great analogy! Need every liberal to read it!
You definitely have a lazy gun! Check those wayward spoons and sheathe all knives no matter how dull or what condition their feet are in.The govt. is counting on us and counting us as well.
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