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Check out this marine singing what appears to be an original composition about falling for a "hadji girl" in Iraq. [ame]http://youtube.com/watch?v=J1ync1wDIec[/ame]

Thanks Marswolf. That is a great video of Poster Girl. Reminds me of some of the songs that were around for WWII.

That was great. I let my wife read it - she works at Wal Mart - She didn't think it was as funny as I did.

Admittence policy to Heaven. It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into Heaven, you had to have a really bad day on the day that you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the next day. So, the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asked the man, 'Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when you died.' 'No problem,' the man said. 'I came home to my 25th-floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But her lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My wife was half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment. Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy! Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first heavy thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly.' The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, 'OK, sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ,' and let him in. A few seconds later the next guy came up. To the Angel's surprise, it was Donald Trump. 'Mr. Trump, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died.' Trump said, 'No problem. But you're not going to believe this. I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress.. I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well, of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn't die right away. As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me, killing me instantly.' The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as Trump finishes his story. 'I could get used to this new policy,' he thinks to himself. 'Very well,' the Angel announces. 'Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ,' and he lets Trump enter. A few seconds later, Bill Clinton comes up to the gate. The Angel is almost too shocked to speak. Thoughts of assassination and war pour through the Angel's head. Finally he says, 'Mr. President, please tell me what it was like the day you died.' Clinton says, 'OK, picture this.. I'm naked, inside a refrigerator......'

Len, I like your style. I think your suggestions are spot on and an effort of the magnitude you suggest is very much needed. It would be wonderful if Tennessee had a grassroots pro gun organization that could be as effective and carry as much weight as Ohio, Virginia, and Georgia seem to have. I have often thought that one of the ways to ignite a fire under TN gunowners would be if every gun store owner could have a one page flyer available on display at their stores with pertinent information concerning pending legislation with contact information for the lawmakers from the district the store is located. The TFA, NRA, or this website could post a flyer that could be copied by the store owners around the state. It could even be updated from time to time as needed to keep gunowners informed of newsworthy events and actions to take. It never ceases to amaze me to observe the general apathy that is so common among so many gun owners in this state. I know a lot of gun owners and I bet over half couldn't name their State Rep. or Senator. Most don't even know who Naifeh is or what role he's played in sabatoging the pro gun bills the last few years. Too many gun owners, for whatever reason, simply do not take interest in the political process. And that's a shame.

Dang man, watch the "elephant fail" after the pole vault finishes. That is the worst!!!

I just found this link to an interview that Pia did for a radio station the day before the show aired on FX. I don't think she was changed as much as we may have thought from what we saw on the show. People who live in trailers take a hit (especially from the crew doing the interview). When you hit the link below scroll down to the eighth interview and click the "listen" button under "Pia Lalli." http://www.kiss108.com/cc-common/podcast.html

Great video Punisher84.

I did not realize this store was owned by John Blevins. I bought a new XD9 from him a year and a half ago and he was good to deal with. First class guy all the way. I wish him well in this new business.

Here is a link where Pia Lalli talks about her experience on 30 Days. http://news.bostonherald.com/entertainment/television/general/view/2008_06_30_Brockton_anti-gun_activist_under_fire_on_FX_s_%E2%80%9830_Days_/srvc=home&position=recent And another. http://www.metrobostonnews.com/us/article/2008/07/01/02/2912-66/index.xml

Thanks to mike.357 for the heads up about this show. I had never heard of it. After tonight I think I'll watch again. Very interesting concept for a TV Show. Some things that stuck out to me: I think Pia is representative of so many of the anti-gun activists who simply do not know anything about guns or the people who own and shoot them. The only way they can discuss the "gun culture" is by refering back to the anti-gun propaganda they have been washed in all their lives. She had never been around "good" people who own guns and when she first went to Ken and Zacks house her previous indoctrination could not deal with the situation. It did not compute. When she was in the discussion with Ken about why he felt the need to carry a gun everywhere he went while living in a very safe community in Ohio, she said that there had been several killings in her neighborhood in Massachusetts. Yet she told him she didn't feel any need to have a gun. I wondered how bad it would have to get before she might think a gun would be a good idea. (probably never) She had been programed to believe that only cops and soldiers need guns and "they would protect us" but it never occured to her they hadn't protected the people who were killed in her neighborhood. She broke down and cried uncontrolably after firing one round from a shotgun at a skeet range. The firing of that gun symbolized to her all that is evil ( to the anti-gunners) about guns and her emotional breakdown was the inevitable reaction to the sound of the shot. I thought the show was headed to a stalemate at the end with Pia and Ken agreeing to disagree and go their seperate ways. But after talking to the man who saved his family with his firearm it was like the proverbial lightbulb coming on in her head, and at least on some level she finally "got it." Earlier in the show she had been quoting "death by firearm" statistics to Ken while trying to prove that guns were bad and Ken had asked her about all the people who use firearms to defend themselves every year. She said something to the effect that "that doesn't happen enough for the news to even report it so it must be insignificant." Talking to the man who saved his family seemed to finally turn her around, if even just slightly. I think there is a lot to be learned by gun owners from watching this Show. More than anything else, for me, it introduced me to an extreme anti-gun individual who was like she was because she simply did not know any better. And it showed me that people can change their views if they can be exposed to positive influence from another point of view.

At the beginning of primary season we started out with about 20 choices between the Republicans and Democrats. To think that after all the voting and dropping out of the losers along the way, we are left with McCain and Obama at the head of their respective tickets makes me shake my head in disbelief.

I will also be voting unenthusiastically for McCain unless something else changes between now and then. And I think the Supreme Court appointments weigh the heaviest on my preference for him. Although I think from the general consensus among political prognosticators, the Republicans will likely take a beating in the House and Senate this year. If McCain should win the election and he gets to appoint replacements for retiring Supreme Court Judges, its not likely he will get the Senate to approve any more Conservative Judges like we would like to see on the bench. While the liberals are expected to be the next to retire, don't rule out the possibility of cancer, heart attacks, or car wrecks in taking out one or more of the conservatives. Two of them are getting up in years themselves. The next eight years are looking pretty dicey to me, no matter who wins.

I got this in an email today and thought y'all might like it. In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day. Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly. Probably wasn't the same elephant.

To think that any judge, in any court, would find it necessary to make a ruling such as this only reinforces my belief in a quote from Michael Savage: "Liberalism is a mental disorder."

Uhhh, The last time I noticed, Garfields serves alcohol. If that's stilll the case I hope you didn't mention that you were carrying while in there.

Searched this site and did not find this here. I've read this several times over the years and get a kick out of it every time. If you haven't read it, I hope you enjoy it too. The Parable of the Sheep Not so long ago and in a pasture too uncomfortably close to here, a flock of sheep lived and grazed. They were protected by a dog, who answered to the master, but despite his best efforts from time to time a nearby pack of wolves would prey upon the flock. One day a group of sheep, more bold than the rest, met to discuss their dilemma. "Our dog is good, and vigilant, but he is one dog and the wolves are many. The wolves he catches are not always killed, and the master judges and releases many to prey again upon us, for no reason we can understand. What can we do? We are sheep, but we do not wish to be food, too!" One sheep spoke up, saying "It is his teeth and claws that make the wolf so terrible to us. It is his nature to prey, and he would find any way to do it, but it is the tools he wields that make it possible. If we had such teeth, we could fight back, and stop this savagery." The other sheep clamored in agreement, and they went together to the old bones of the dead wolves heaped in the corner of the pasture, and gathered fang and claw and made them into weapons. That night, when the wolves came, the newly armed sheep sprang up with their weapons and struck at them and cried "Begone! We are not food!" and drove off the wolves, who were astonished. When did sheep become so bold and so dangerous to wolves? When did sheep grow teeth? It was unthinkable! The next day, flush with victory and waving their weapons, they approached the flock to pronounce their discovery. But as they drew nigh, the flock huddled together and cried out "Baaaaaaaadddd! Baaaaaddd things! You have bad things! We are afraid! You are not sheep!" The brave sheep stopped, amazed. "But we are your brethren!" they cried, "We are still sheep, but we do not wish to be food. See, our new teeth and claws protect us and have saved us from slaughter. They do not make us into wolves, they make us equal to the wolves, and safe from their viciousness!" "Baaaaaaaddd!", cried the flock,"the things are bad and will pervert you, and we fear them. You cannot bring them into the flock. They scare us!". So the armed sheep resolved to conceal their weapons, for although they had no desire to panic the flock, they wished to remain in the fold. But they would not return to those nights of terror, waiting for the wolves to come. In time, the wolves attacked less often and sought easier prey, for they had no stomach for fighting sheep who possessed tooth and claw even as they did. Not knowing which sheep had fangs and which did not, they came to leave sheep out of their diet almost completely except for the occasional raid, from which more than one wolf did not return. Then came the day when, as the flock grazed beside the stream, one sheep's weapon slipped from the folds of her fleece, and the flock cried out in terror again, "Baaaaaaddddd! You still possess these evil things! We must ban you from our presence!". And so they did. The great chief sheep and his court and council, encouraged by the words of their moneylenders and advisors, placed signs and totems at the edges of the pasture forbidding the presence of hidden weapons there. The armed sheep protested before the council, saying "It is our pasture, too, and we have never harmed you! When can you say we have caused you hurt? It is the wolves, not we, who prey upon you. We are still sheep, but we are not food!". But the flock would not hear, and drowned them out with cries of "Baaaaaaddd! We will not hear your clever words! You and your things are evil and will harm us!". Saddened by this rejection, the armed sheep moved off and spent their days on the edges of the flock, trying from time to time to speak with their brethren to convince them of the wisdom of having such teeth, but meeting with little success. They found it hard to talk to those who, upon hearing their words, would roll back their eyes and flee, crying "Baaaaddd! Bad things!". That night, the wolves happened upon the sheep's totems and signs, and said, "Truly, these sheep are fools! They have told us they have no teeth! Brothers, let us feed!". And they set upon the flock, and horrible was the carnage in the midst of the fold. The dog fought like a demon, and often seemed to be in two places at once, but even he could not halt the slaughter. It was only when the other sheep arrived with their weapons that the wolves fled, vowing to each other to remain on the edge of the pasture and wait for the next time they could prey, for if the sheep were so foolish once, they would be so again. This they did, and do still. In the morning, the armed sheep spoke to the flock, and said, "See? If the wolves know you have no teeth, they will fall upon you. Why be prey? To be a sheep does not mean to be food for wolves!". But the flock cried out, more feebly for their voices were fewer, though with no less terror, "Baaaaaaaadddd! These things are bad! If they were banished, the wolves would not harm us! Baaaaaaaddd!". The other sheep could only hang their heads and sigh. The flock had forgotten that even they possessed teeth; how else could they graze the grasses of the pasture? It was only those who preyed, like the wolves and jackals, who turned their teeth to evil ends. If you pulled their own fangs those beasts would take another's teeth and claws, perhaps even the broad flat teeth of sheep, and turn them to evil purposes. The bold sheep knew that the fangs and claws they possessed had not changed them. They still grazed like other sheep, and raised their lambs in the spring, and greeted their friend the dog as he walked among them. But they could not quell the terror of the flock, which rose in them like some ancient dark smoky spirit and could not be damped by reason, nor dispelled by the light of day. So they resolved to retain their weapons, but to conceal them from the flock; to endure their fear and loathing, and even to protect their brethren if the need arose, until the day the flock learned to understand that as long as there were wolves in the night, sheep would need teeth to repel them. They would still be sheep, but they would not be food!

Thanks Hero Gear, That brings up something else - I know you have to show them the gun is unloaded so I assume you have to remove the gun from the box and rack the slide. I don't especially feel comfortable doing that in a building with people standing around. Seems to go against my comfort level with safety concerns. But I guess you gotta do what ya gotta do. Any thoughts on where to store the ammo? In the Mfg box inside the suitcase, not locked up seperately?

Question about ammo and second gun. I'm leaving for Arizona on Monday for vacation. Taking my XD9 and mini revolver. Can both guns be in same case? The ammo is in the Mfg boxes so can it simpley be placed in the suitcase outside of any other locked container? I called US Airways and got someone who couldn't speak a lick of English.

I hope this isn't a rerun, but it really is cool. [ame] [/ame]

I ran across this article at Townhalll.com by a guy named Doug Giles. I got a kick out of his take on the question of - Would Jesus Carry a Concealed Weapon? He has some other pro-gun articles as well. http://www.townhall.com/columnists/DougGiles/2008/03/01/would_christ_carry_a_concealed_weapon

From last December: http://www.tngunowners.com/forums/showthread.php?t=3571&highlight=alexander

Here's a video of Sheriff Joe being interviewed. Its a hoot!! Notice the tie pin he's wearing. [ame] [/ame]

http://www.defensivecarry.com/vbulletin/index.php http://www.packing4life.com/index.php http://thehighroad.org/index.php? http://www.thefiringline.com/forums/

I was there last night. Very good speeches by David Davis, Ron Ramsey and Wayne LaPierre. During Wayne's speech he would stop occasionally and show highlights of some of the videos you can watch at NRA.org. They were very effective in driving home the points he was making. Ramsey really told the audience how Naifeh has screwed us over the last several years. All of this is stuff we all know but it was good to hear it spoken with such enthusiasm by people in government who are on our side.