This is exactly the type of shit Lowlight asked to stop.
improvised explosives especially as a “burglary” device are illegal.
this chest pounding and strawman posturing is exactly what he was asking for us to stop.
True. With no chamber to contain the pressure, even a magnum load of buckshot is going to mostly just "pop". I wouldn't want to get hit by it, but it would be a minor injury at most. I used to shoot 12 ga. shells in the primer with my .22 when I was a kid. They just made a pop, and split open. Often there was still a small amount of shot left in the hull.nothing, it's just for signaling nothing more. Sold world wide.
What MFG in the 60's was known for Red line tires?What is the silver car its not any vet i know of and not a Camaro. Its interesting. I prefer 4x4 rigs with that being said i drive tdi jetta wagon .
Is there a difference in capability's between what is in post 25 vs post 26, when they get pissed?
Based on the assumption you can get to a treatment center to get anti-venom infusions.Yes. A rattler might bite me, but it ain't going to try to file a red flag order against me.
Rather deal with antivenom infusions than long court battles to get my prized possessions back.
Heard enough of that shit across various boards already to know that it is a real and tangible danger.
Ours are colored a little different.Based on the assumption you can get to a treatment center to get anti-venom infusions.
Each in their mileau is just as dangerous to the unsuspecting victim.
You are in the Joshua Tree National park, hiking, 30 miles from the car, in 110° weather when a loose rock, oops, u fall, and the rattlesnake hits you in the carotid, twice.
You are in the Smokey Mountains hiking the AT, and asleep in your sleeping bag in a shelter when the copperhead hits you several times.
You are in the Everglades, swamp grass has fouled the prop, stripped the drive gear (you will find that after you clear the grass), and while working to clear the grass, the bed of cotton mouths you step in, nails you.
Or, in LA (lower Alabama), 27 miles from the ER, in the swampland cotton fields, you are greasing the bushhog drive shafts, and the rattler, cottonmouth, or copperhead that spent the night under the bushhog attaches themself to your leg, feels like you got hit by a baseball bat, and you knock yourself unconscious on the tractor cab extension trying to get snek off your leg and you out of the hitch apparatus and hoses back there.
Or, you sleep late one too many times after the bitch stormed out of the house last night, just like she did the last four arguments over her catching you with her sister, and you didnt think you perhaps should have cached at least half of your collection of stuff, just in case. After all, she did warn you....
Each in their mileau, the circumstances of each incident, both can be equally dangerous.
Assumptions are the downfall of many.
Attached pic is snek who spent the night under the porch, at the camper, in LA, where the tractor and bush-hog are...
Edge of porch visible in pic...
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