So just to prove that I have some manly instincts or needs or some third man-type thing, here are some picks of me holding
big guns. Perhaps I'm just trying to make up for a lack of
something, but then again, maybe I just like to shoot the crap out of
inanimate objects.

Me after I just plinked about six of the 10 cans with one load of the
SKS.

Both my wife and I shot a
rock--yes, a rock--from about two hundred yards out. Apparently the rock was only about 3 X 3, but I couldn't say for certain. All I can say is that is was friggin' teeny in the scope. Though as for anyone that says you can learn shooting from a
video game, I'd say it's about right.
In other, non-shooting news, I've been thoroughly enjoying this comic called
Erfworld. Funny stuff, especially if you are a bit of a nerd such as myself. I also plan on seeing
Kung Fu Panda today. I don't have much hope for it, but you'll be able to read the full review come Monday. I'm more excited about
You Don't Mess With the Zohan, but
Logan is going to do that one instead--since I am supposed to be the animation buff after all.
Anywho, have yourselves a mighty fine weekend, and I'll catch up with you on Monday.
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