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What is interesting about these "Extra's" (and why they were called that) is they are actually a "long slide" 1911. They were probably the first 1911 style pistol that sported a barrel longer than the standard 1911 5.0" barrel. To date, I have been able to snag four of these old Llama's and a couple more interesting newer ones. I've actually got two of the EXTRA models. Here is the lineup as of today. Llama Model IV (a rare one) - 5.5" barrel - 1941 - 9mm LUGER (this one looks to have been re-chambered long ago, was manufactured as 9mm Largo) Llama Model V - 5.0" barrel - 1944 - 9mm Largo/.38 Super (certified rated for the higher pressure ammo) Llama Extra Model VII - 5.5" barrel - 1933 - 9mm Largo/.38 ACP Llama Extra Model VII - 5.5" barrel - 1936 - 9mm Largo/.38 ACP Llama Model IX-A - 5.0" barrel - 1977 - .45 ACP (this one sports a "white metal" finish - I think the bluing was polished off and some protective coating applied, but more research into it is needed) Llama Model XI-B - 4.25" commander barrel - 1981 - 9mm Luger (pristine condition) I just realized that I need to take more photos of this collection. I only have five of the six showing. The one that is missing is the youngest, the Model XI-B in 9mm Luger (1981). Llama Model IV (1941) Llama Model V (1944) Llama EXTRA Model VII (1933)

Adding to the list - here is another unique OLD 1911 you just don't see every day. This is a Spanish Llama "EXTRA" (Model VII) made in 1933. It says 9mm/38 on the side of the slide, but it refers to 9mm Largo (9x23mm) and not 9mm Luger/Parabellum (9x19mm). The .38 refers to .38 ACP, not Super. These old Llama's are not the cheap stuff Stoeger imported from the 1950's to today. These are real, tried n true, war horses that are a find when they come up. Significantly under-appreciated series, if you are looking for one. I've been fortunate to capture a couple of these . . . non-import marked . . . .

Seems even the LEFT has left her . . . . . . . . . . . almost . . . . she still gets our taxes in food stamps . . . . http://www.americanthinker.com/blog...nightmare_for_the_transgender_fantasists.html … is jobless, and feeding her family with food stamps. A friend helped her pay this month's rent; next month she expects to be homeless. She has applied for more than 100 jobs, but no one will hire her, not even to stack supermarket shelves. She applied for a position at the university where she used to teach, and says she was interviewed by former colleagues who pretended to have no recollection of having met her. The only work she has been offered is reality TV, and porn.

I don't put much faith in anything "man made" . . . . .

They get better, keep reading them . . . . . @MP5_Rizzo

Interesting caliber. I just picked up a CZ-52 in 7.62 Tokarev a few months ago. I haven't been out to shoot it yet. The nice thing about the CZ is that this gun fits PERFECTLY in all my 1911 holsters, even the Blackhawk Serpa's. Just need to get a range trip scheduled . . . .

Those are the SECOND most dangerous, read the reviews on Veet!

The Coyote Principal - or why Texas ain't broke and Commifornia is . . . . . California The Governor of California is jogging with his dog along a nature trail. A coyote jumps out and attacks the Governor's dog, then bites the Governor. The Governor starts to intervene, but reflects upon the movie "Bambi" and then realizes he should stop because the coyote is only doing what is natural. He calls animal control. Animal Control captures the coyote and bills the state $200 testing it for diseases and $500 for relocating it. He calls a veterinarian. The vet collects the dead dog and bills the State $200 testing it for diseases. The Governor goes to hospital and spends $3,500 getting checked for diseases from the coyote and on getting his bite wound bandaged. The running trail gets shut down for 6 months while Fish & Game conducts a $100,000 survey to make sure the area is now free of dangerous animals. The Governor spends $50,000 in state funds implementing a "coyote awareness program" for residents of the area. The State Legislature spends $2 million to study how to better treat rabies and how to permanently eradicate the disease throughout the world. The Governor's security agent is fired for not stopping the attack. The state spends $150,000 to hire and train a new agent with additional special training regarding the nature of coyotes. PETA protests the coyote's relocation and files a $5 million suit against the state. Texas The Governor of Texas is jogging with his dog along a nature trail. A coyote jumps out and attacks his dog. The Governor shoots the coyote with his state-issued pistol and keeps jogging. The Governor has spent $.50 on a .45 ACP hollow point cartridge. The buzzards eat the dead coyote. And that, my friends, is why California is broke and Texas is not.

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For the well seasoned traveler . . . . . Reflections of a seasoned traveler... I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots. Apparently, you can't go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone. I've also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there. I have, however, been in Sane. They don't have an airport; you have to be driven there. I have made several trips there, thanks to my friends, family and work. I live close so it's a short drive. I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I'm not too much on physical activity anymore. But I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go and I try not to visit there too often. I've been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm. Sometimes I'm in Capable, and I go there more often as I'm getting older. One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense! It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get! And, sometimes I think I am in Vincible but life shows me I am not. People keep telling me I'm in Denial but I'm positive I've never been there before! So far, I haven't been in Continent, but my travel agent says I'll be going soon.

A group of country neighbors wanted to get together on a regular basis and socialize. As a result, about 10 couples formed a dinner club and agreed to meet for dinner at a different neighbors' house each month. Of course, the lady of the house was to prepare the meal. When it came time for Jimmy and Susie Brown to have the dinner at their house, like most women, Susie wanted to outdo all the others and prepare a meal that was the best that any of them had ever lapped a lip over. A few days before the big event, Susie got out her cookbook and decided to have mushroom smothered steak. When she went to the store to buy some mushrooms, she found the price for a small can was more than she wanted to pay. She then told her husband, "We aren't going to have mushrooms because they are too expensive." He said, "Why don't you go down in the pasture and pick some of those mushrooms? There are plenty of them right in the creek bed." She said, "No, I don't want to do that, because I have heard that wild mushrooms are poison." He then said, "I don't think so. I see the varmints eating them all the time and it never has affected them." After thinking about this, Susie decided to give this a try and got in the pickup and went down in the pasture and picked some. She brought the wild mushrooms back home and washed them, sliced and diced them to get them ready to go over her smothered steak. Then she went out on the back porch and got Ol' Spot's (the yard dog) bowl and gave him a double handful. She even put some bacon grease on them to make them tasty. Ol' Spot didn't slow down until he had eaten every bite. All morning long, Susie watched him and the wild mushrooms didn't seem to affect him, so she decided to use them. The meal was a great success, and Susie even hired a lady from town to come out and help her serve. She had on a white apron and a little cap on her head. It was first class. After everyone had finished, they all began to kick back and relax and socialize. The men were visiting and the women started to gossip a bit. About this time, the lady from town came in from the kitchen and whispered in Susie's ear. She said, "Mrs. Brown, Spot just died." With this news, Susie went into hysterics. After she finally calmed down, she called the doctor and told him what had happened. The doctor said, "It's bad, but I think we can take care of it. I will call for an ambulance and I will be there as quick as I can get there. We'll give everyone enemas and we will pump out everyone's stomach. Everything will be fine. Just keep them all there and keep them calm." It wasn't long until they could hear the wail of the siren as the ambulance was coming down the road. When they got there, the EMTs got out with their suitcases, syringes, and a stomach pump. The doctor arrived shortly thereafter. One by one, they took each person into the master bathroom, gave them an enema and pumped out their stomach. After the last one was finished, the doctor came out and said, "I think everything will be fine now, and he left." They were all looking pretty peaked sitting around the living room, and about this time, the town lady came in and said, "You know, that fellow that ran over Ol' Spot never even stopped!!

Yeah, no . . . . there are just some things that even Curly won't do . . . . . . But I am now set up to do nickels. There may be a Buffalo nickel pair in the not too distant future.

Aha! I found my jokes! The yoke is on me . . . . . I guess it is a badge of honor to have all your stuff consolidated into a single thread. Either that, or it's a royal whack on the pee-pee . . . . . I'll have to think some more up tomorrow, it's getting too late to be funny . . . . .

There was an old country sheriff who always said, "It could have been worse." No matter what happened, the old sheriff always had the same answer: "It could have been worse." One day, two deputies in the Sheriff's Office answered an emergency call at a farmhouse. When they walked in, they found the nude bodies of a man and a woman in the bedroom. They had been shot to death. When they went to the living room, they found the body of a man with a gun at his side. "No doubt about it," one deputy said to the other. "This was a double murder and suicide. This guy came home and found his wife in bed with somebody else and shot them both. Then he shot himself." "You're right," the other deputy replied. "Double murder and suicide. But I'll bet you when the sheriff gets here he's going to say 'it could have been worse." "No way. How could it be worse? There are three people in the house, and all of them have been shot to death. It couldn't be worse. You're on." About that time, the old sheriff arrived at the scene. He walked into the bedroom and saw the two nude bodies. He then walked into the living room and saw the man on the floor with the gun by his side. "No doubt about it," the sheriff said, shaking his head. "It was a double murder and suicide. This guy came home and found his wife in bed with somebody else and shot them both. Then he shot himself." After hesitating for a moment, the old sheriff looked his deputies squarely in the eyes. "But, you know," he said, "it could have been worse." The deputy who had lost the bet jumped up and shouted, "Sheriff, how could it have been worse? There are three people in this farmhouse, and all three of them are dead. It couldn't have been worse?!?" "Yes it could," the sheriff retorted. "You see that guy there on the floor? If he had come home yesterday, that would be me in there in that bed!"

China Travel Service . . . . . At a travel agency in Shanghai, I asked the pretty young Chinese girl behind the counter if she could escort me on a city tour and I asked her for her cell phone number so I could call her to make arrangements. She gave me a big smile, nodded her head and said, "Sex sex sex, wan free sex for tonight?" I replied, "Wow, you Chinese women are really hospitable!” A guy standing next to me overheard, tapped me on the shoulder and said, "What she really said was: 6-6-6-1-3-6-4-2-9."

The flight was coming into Dallas when a combination of mechanical errors and unstable weather caused the plane to start plummeting to the ground! The pilot feverishly worked his controls, and finally, the engines roared back to life in time to prevent the plane from going splat on the ground! As the plane landed, airport officials rushed to the disembarking gate and were stunned to see 200 midgets shakily get off the plane. Finally, the crew got off the plane and the local manager of the airline came up to congratulate him on his perseverance under extreme odds. As the official and the pilot were talking, the official commented how unusual it was that there were so many midgets on the flight. "Those weren't midgets," the pilot replied. Those were Texans with all the **** scared out of them!"

Snopes says its a true story . . . . ----------------------------------------------------- Linda Burnett, 23, a resident of San Diego, was visiting her in-laws and while there went to a nearby supermarket to pick up some groceries. Later, her husband noticed her sitting in her car in the driveway with the windows rolled up, her eyes closed and with both hands behind the back of her head. He became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Linda's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she had been shot in the back of the head and had been holding her brains in for over an hour. The husband called the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Linda refused to remove her hands from her head. When they finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of bread dough on the back of her head. A Pillsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud noise that sounded like a gunshot, and the wad of dough hit her in the back of her head. When she reached back to find out what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered. Linda is a blonde, a Democrat, and an Obama supporter, but that could all be a coincidence. The defective biscuit canister was analyzed and the expiration date was from 2008, so it was determined to be Bush's fault.

50 BMG you say? How about this bad boy (not mine) . . . . . .

Of the four DW's I have, only one is pre-CZ - the Classic 10mm. There are differences, but for me they are so close as to be negligible. If I had to pick one (pre vs. post) I like the post-CZ acquisition guns I have a tiny bit more . . . but then, I don't have a lot of experience comparing pre models, vs. post.

Me wants one of doze . . . . . . . .

The biggest crowd pleaser I have is this one . . . . . . S&W 460 XVR in .460 Magnum. It's also somewhat of an "unusual" caliber. She also shoots .454 Casull, another oddball, and .45LC which is not common, but not weird. So I get a two-fer on this one. S&W 460XVR - .460 Magnum & .454 Casull

Of course, the noob (me) hasn't read it all . . . . yet . . .

D,JD.