[DoughtyOne]

My guess is Hussein get's very few shots off. From that point on his a-- is ours.

If we take a number of casualties and the French open their yaps, Bush can feel free to call me up. I may not be a spring chicken, but I can hit a chicken at several hundred yards.

[Myrddin]

When I visited my son last weekend in San Diego, I stopped by El Cajon Gun Exchange. One of the employees is a retired Marine sniper. He's 60 years old. He actually volunteered his services if needed.

Like you, I can nail a chicken at several hundred yards. I never served in the military, but I've made multiple deliveries of software to unfriendly places on behalf of the military as a DoD contractor. At 46, I'm out of shape and "ineligible". If necessary, either of those deficiencies can be fixed.

My son will be driving a HumVee outfitted as a rescue ambulance. He'll be standing watches behind a .50 cal machine gun. It's going to be an unpleasant exercise in growing up.

[sixgunjer]

"If we take a number of casualties and the French open their yaps, Bush can feel free to call me up. I may not be a spring chicken, but I can hit a chicken at several hundred yards."

I'm right behind you, except I am possibly the worst shot in the world. It would be better to send me to France, where the very presence of a revolver would be enough to make them wet their pants and surrender to me in droves.

[RipSawyer]

"If we take a number of casualties and the French open their yaps, Bush can feel free to call me up. I may not be a spring chicken, but I can hit a chicken at several hundred yards."

A chicken at several hundred yards is beyond any shooting I have ever attempted but I will say that as a young boy I used to go out and shoot the eyes out of a chicken and then Mama would dress it out and cook it for supper. Funny how she never wanted to shoot, she could outdo most men at a lot of things but Mama never wanted to shoot. If necessary though, she would grab a live chicken and wring its neck.

[Dialup Llama]

>If we take a number of casualties and the French open their yaps...

At the first chem attack, the French become nothing.

[Aeronaut]

Bush can feel free to call me up

I'm with you, brother. I may be too old to run around the hot spots, but I could handle a couple thousand french surrenderees I imagine.