It’s not you, it’s me.
You are great – beautiful, classy, refined – but it just wasn’t meant to be.
I knew it couldn’t last when we met. You were out of my league – unattainable. Through some bad decisions on the part of your previous owner, I lucked out and we ended up together.
What we had was beautiful, but we both knew it wasn’t forever.
Let’s just go our separate ways and cherish the time we had together.
I’ll go back to my old, lowbrow ways. You will go on to someone special.
Someone with a gunroom, and maybe a collection of leather-bound books and an apartment that smells of rich mahogany.
I wish you all the best, and I will remember you fondly…
– GM
Don’t know how I managed to screw up and post to your pic rather than the blog, so here goes again…
Nooooooooo! Don’t do it! Is that the Robust?Send it to me. I’m special, and I have the school documentation to prove it. I have a gunroom, it’s filled with my wife’s clothing and shoes and everyone else just calls it a closet, but I know the truth. I have many books, mostly paperback 47th editions…
C’mon, keep it. I know there’s a blueblood just waiting to break through that populist facade…
Sorry Chad, it’s too late, she’s already on gunbroker
Damn, I was hoping to fondle her in January…
After buying, shooting, selling and trading guns for many years, I learned just one thing… if you get a gun you shoot well and like to carry – KEEP IT.
Sell your car, that’s really not a personal item, and will never bring you the same pleasures as a good bird gun.
Good point Mike, I could have sold the car, or maybe the house.
I wonder what you can get for a gently used kidney?
Gently used, my ass.
Tom,
We don’t allow that kind of classified ad here. You might have better luck on your local Craigslist.
Wow. I got nothing. Good one.
Where on Gunbroker? Just in case I decide not to go to Alaska next summer and can maybe afford something my wife will roll her eyes at – not necessarily in a good way.
Oh, man, Greg, that one was a rimshot…