This one reminds me of myself...
I was armed to the teeth with a pitiful little Smith & Wesson's seven-shooter, which carried a ball like a homoeopathic pill, and it took the whole seven to make a dose for a full grown human (an a.d.u.l.t.). But I thought it was grand. It appeared to me to be a dangerous weapon. It only had one fault--you could not hit anything with it.
Only in my case, it was a pitiful little Rossi deringer...
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- From Mr. Mark Twain -
JimT,
2026-10-15, 08:19
- That's one of my favorites... - Paul, 2026-10-16, 11:38
- This one reminds me of myself... - Paul, 2026-10-16, 11:41